"It should have at least pointed the way!" Nico said angrily, leaning on the Staff. When it had been clear that the spell hadn't worked the first time, she'd extracted it from her arm on the assumption that being inside her body might be interfering with the spell. But it seemed that the spell had actually been cast just fine, judging by the drift of rose petals Nico had found herself in when she tried to cast it a second time. A second spell with different wording had resulted in the same non-result.

"The only things I know I can't do are cast the same spell more than once, raise the dead, or cast spells while standing in a circle of wizard ashes!"

What the hell. Why wasn't her magic working?!