Sarah's mind was completely blank. The threat level was already making her legs weak, but the description of her power was beyond insane. And the weakness...
'Presumably vulnerable when sleeping? Is the charm unsure if that is even her weakness? What kind of monster are we befriending?'
Squabee was looking at Sarah with desperate curiosity.
"What is it, Sarah? What does it say? What's my power?"
Sarah jumped hearing her voice and cleared her throat before responding.
"Well, you do have quite a powerful Zalo. That is for sure."
"Can I control it? How does it work?"
"I'm not sure you need to."
"Just tell me."
"You can manipulate luck to fit any outcome you wish. It seems like your area of affect is only increasing every passing day. If that's the case, it's no wonder you survived escaping those crazy cultists so easily."
"Wait, you mean that I'm not just naturally lucky? It's been a Zalo the whole time?"
