> "Uugh, I think I ate too much..."
> Get back on the highway towards the University of Delaware!
>"I think that's the point," Archer says. "Definitely can't go there in the evening..."
>You resume your journey. The traffic only gets worse and worse, but this is somewhat temped by the fact this state is so small, you can get to anywhere from about anywhere in no more than a couple hours, tops. In the back of your mind, you're aware that Assassin could be out there somewhere, but you reassure yourself with the knowledge that he seems to not be interested in striking in broad daylight. At least he doesn't seem so brazen as to risk the anger of the Magic Association.
>After perhaps an hour, having left the highway behind a bit ago, you notice the neighborhood taking on a certain character; establishments trying to be more modern and chic, places advertising more avant-garde dishes, and a general younger crowd on the streets. Ahead, you think you can see the main campus...
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