Emma had already asked the same question six times.
"Do you think they're done now?" she said again, her voice small but restless.
Evelyn let out a breath through her nose and answered in the same tone as before."We don't know, Emma. Just wait, okay?"
That seemed to quiet her, but only for a moment. Evelyn glanced sideways, wondering if the silence would last or if Emma would press again. It had been like this for five minutes straight.
Lucy didn't comment. She sat with her arms crossed, staring at the ground, caught up in her own storm of thoughts. Elunara was equally silent, composed, but her attention never left the faint disturbances in the shadows around them.
That patience paid off.
A fluctuation rippled across the stone floor like black water, and Elunara's head snapped toward it instantly. The others took a second longer, but when the shadows surged again, they all caught it.
The darkness warped—and then two figures spilled out.
