"She had been standing there without moving for three hours already," Aria whispered to Henry. They've already finished setting up protective measures near the barriers.
Nathaniel picked up a few pebbles and approached the motionless figure, 'She must be thinking of doing something ridiculous again.'
He carefully balanced one pebble on top of another on Shina's head, creating a small, balancing tower. Since his reputation was already crumbling, there was no point in upholding it so highly.
"..." The team exchanged odd looks. What kind of weirdo had joined them this time? It would have been all fine if the said weirdo wasn't the frigid Nathaniel Hauxley himself.
"What are you doing?" Henry asked, voicing the question on everyone's minds. Was that some kind of a ritual for a spell?
"It's an old practice," answered Nathaniel, "Collecting stones to give to the dead instead of flowers. She is giving off vibes like she's considering some kind of self-sacrifice."
