Perfectly negotiated, Rini would pat herself on the back in a metaphorical sense. She knew that logic could win out in this instance. The survival rounds were a cinch for a girl such as her. In a way, it made sense. Rini was able to use her analysis and deductive abilities to take into account their every advantage and disadvantage. To her, this was nothing more than a live action shogi board, with her capturing the pieces that threatened her and using them for her own gain. Part of it was luck in their initial pairing, but her intuition hadn't led her astray yet. As she was given the relics, Rini tucked them away into her pants, and swapped out the fake relic she'd made while she did so. It looked almost identical to the other pieces, but under intense scrutiny wouldn't hold up. Placing that one in her pocket, Rini nodded to herself. Now, even if things went south later on, she could hand over a fake relic and still have the two for her and Verdandi. Most groups would only need 1. And with a group like theirs....
She was cut off from her thinking by a sudden flash of symbols in her head, having been unaware that Zizz had flown over to her. She'd zoned out a little as she'd been contemplating things. Almost immediately, Rini's pattern recognition deciphered the symbols, and she knew exactly what Zizz said. It took a couple of seconds, even for her, but her memory was mind for such things. Pondering for a moment, Rini thought back in the same pattern.
"ⵏo ⵏⴻⴻⴷ ⵜo ⵡoⵔⵔⵢ ⴰⴱoⵓⵜ ⵉⵜ ⵜoo ⵎⵓⵛⵀ. ⴰⵍⵜⵀoⵡⴳⵀ ⵉⴼ ⵢoⵓ ⵡⴰⵏⵜ ⵜo ⴷⵉⵜⵛⵀ ⵜⵀⴻⵎ, ⵡⴻ ⵛⴰⵏ ⴷo ⵙo? ⴰⵙ ⵜⵀⴻⵢ ⴰⵔⴻ ⵏoⵡ, ⵉⵜ ⵡoⵓⵍⴷ ⴱⴻ ⵙⵉⵎpⵍⴻ ⴻⵏoⵓⴳⵀ ⵜo ⵜⴰⴽⴻ ⵜⵀⴻⵎ oⵏ, ⴰⵏⴷ ⵜⵀⴻⵉⵔ ⴳⵓⴰⵔⴷⵙ ⴰⵔⴻ ⴷoⵡⵏ, ⴱⵓⵜ ⵜⵀⴻⵢ ⴰⵍⵙo ⴰⵔⴻⵏ'ⵜ ⴰ ⵜⵀⵔⴻⴰⵜ ⴰⵏⵢ ⵍoⵏⴳⴻⵔ. ⵉⴼ ⵉ ⴷⵉⴷⵏ'ⵜ oⴼⴼⴻⵔ ⵜⵀⴻⵎ ⵜⵀⴻ ⵛⵀⴰⵏⵛⴻ ⵜo ⵊoⵉⵏ ⵡⵉⵜⵀ oⵓⵔ ⴳⵔoⵓp, ⵜⵀⴻⵢ ⵍⵉⴽⴻⵍⵢ ⵡoⵓⵍⴷ ⵀⴰⵠⴻ ⴼoⵓⴳⵀⵜ ⴰⵏⴷ ⵜⵀⴰⵜ ⴱⴰⵔⵔⵉⴻⵔ ⵡⴰⵙ ⴱⴻⵢoⵏⴷ ⵓⵙ. ⵛoⵔⵏⴻⵔⴻⴷ ⴰⵏⵉⵎⴰⵍⵙ ⴰⵔⴻ ⴷⴰⵏⴳⴻⵔoⵓⵙ. ⵡⴻ ⴰⵠoⵉⴷⴻⴷ ⵛoⵎⴱⴰⵜ ⵜⵀⵉⵙ ⵡⴰⵢ. ⵉⴼ ⵢoⵓ ⵡⴰⵏⵜ ⵎⴻ ⵜo, ⵉ ⵛⴰⵏ ⴽⴻⴻp ⵜⴰⴱⵙ oⵏ ⵜⵀⴻⵎ ⴰⵏⴷ ⵙⴻⵏⴷ ⴰ ⵎⴻⵙⵙⴰⴳⴻ ⵉⴼ ⵜⵀⴻⵢ ⴳⴻⵜ ⴼⴻⵉⵙⵜⵢ, ⴰⵙ ⵍoⵏⴳ ⴰⵙ ⵢoⵓ ⴽⴻⴻp ⵜⵀⵉⵙ opⴻⵏ ⵜo ⵎⴻ. ⵉ'ⵎ ⴳooⴷ ⴰⵜ pⵔⴻⴷⵉⵛⵜⵉⵏⴳ ⴱⴻⵀⴰⵠⵉoⵔⴰⵍ pⴰⵜⵜⴻⵔⵏⵙ ⴱⴻⴼoⵔⴻ ⵜⵀⴻⵢ ⵀⴰppⴻⵏ. oⵔ ⵡⴻ ⵛⴰⵏ ⴼⵉⴳⵀⵜ. ⵢoⵓⵔ ⵛⵀoⵉⵛⴻ. ⵜⵀⴻ pⵔoⵎⵉⵙⴻ ⵡⴰⵙ ⵜo ⴰⵙⵙⵉⵙⵜ ⵓⵙ ⵉⵏ ⴳⴰⵜⵀⴻⵔⵉⵏⴳ ⵜⵀⴻ ⵔⴻⵍⵉⵛⵙ, ⴰⵏⴷ ⵜⵀⴰⵜ'ⵙ ⴱⴻⴻⵏ ⴼⵓⵍⴼⵉⵍⵍⴻⴷ. ⴼⵔoⵎ ⴼⴻⵔⴻ, ⵉ'ⵎ ⵊⵓⵙⵜ tryⵉⵏⴳ ⵜo ⵎⴰⴽⴻ ⵉⵜ ⵜo ⵜⵀⴻ ⴻⵏⴷ. ⵡⴻ ⵏⴻⴻⴷ ⵜⵔⵓⵙⵜ ⴼoⵔ ⵜⵀⴰⵜ. ⵉⴼ ⴽⵉⵜⵙⵓⴽⵉ ⴷoⴻⵙⵏ'ⵜ ⵜⵔⵓⵙⵜ ⵜⵀⴻⵎ, ⵜⵀⴻⵏ ⵡⴻ ⵎⴰⵢ ⵏⴻⴻⴷ ⵜo ⵍⴻⵜ ⵜⵀⴻⵎ ⴳo. ⵀoⵡⴻⵠⴻⵔ ⵙⵀⴻ ⵡⴰⵏⵜⵙ ⵜo ⵀⴰⵏⴷⵍⴻ ⵉⵜ, ⵉ'ⵎ oⴽⴰⵢ ⵡⵉⵜⵀ. ⵢoⵓ'ⵠⴻ pⵔoⵠⴻⵏ ⵜⵔⵓⵙⵜⵡoⵔⵜⵀⵢ ⵜⵀⵓⵙ ⴼⴰⵔ."
Rini's own mind automatically translated her thoughts into Mende, given her knack for these sorts of things. She was used to thinking in cryptic codes so people couldn't just read her mind somehow and figure out what she had said.
As for the rest of the day, Rini was more or less silent, keeping a watchful eye over the group. She wanted to make sure that nobody was in any further danger, nor would be a danger to others here. They had completed their goals, so all that mattered now was getting to the end zone and getting out with the relics. With 3 groups total, each with additional numbers than a normal group should have, they would crush any group in their way.
Rini, her puppet, Verdandi, Avalanche, Kitsuki, Zizz, Kye, Yui, Yua, their bijuu, and Miyu. A team of insurmountable abilities.