124. It's not broken

The two werewolves didn't take their eyes off the spirit which flew in a circle around them, leaving in its wake white runes surrounded by a luminous halo. Meanwhile, the old witch had all her attention fixed on her spirit named Caraid. The white eagle-like spirit had almost finished its circle above Glen and Eden when Gabrielle's voice rang out.

"What? Like that? Without any kind of explanation or whatever? They have come all this way for you to answer their questions and you put them through your little experiments without even a proper explanation?"

"Tch!" The light from the circle of runes dimmed and they disappeared. The spirit flew back to the witch's shoulder and Alicia crossed her arms over her chest, upset because of the interruption.

"What? That spell she cast wasn't supposed to help us?" Eden frowned while looking at the woman who pouted under the reproachful look of her granddaughter.