As the door in the crime scene closed, Caroline retrieved five slender flags from her magic pouch. Each of the flags was embroidered with intricate silver runes that shimmered faintly even in the dim light.
'Flags?' Curious, Leonard paid close attention to what she was trying to do.
Caroline didn't bother to explain much despite sensing his gaze. Instead, she began to channel some of her mana into the flags.
The moment she channeled mana into them, the fabric began to ripple unnaturally, almost as if they were caught in an invisible wind.
One by one, the flags shot into their designated position, streaks of silver light trailing behind them. Four darted toward the crime scene room's corners, anchoring themselves mid-air without touching the ground.
Meanwhile, the fifth flag rose slowly, halting at the exact center of the ceiling.
