Following Alec, the others also slowly turned their gazes toward the ceiling. However…
"There's nothing there." Ticka stated the obvious.
"It certainly looks that way," Victoria said, her eyes narrowing.
"Maura, how do you feel about trying out that new spell?" Alec's voice was flat.
If Maura had to describe it, it would be with the words 'eerily calm.'
But she had no reason to say no. The Poem had cleared her mind. Although she had just gotten it the other day, she was confident she could cast it.
"I was just waiting for an excuse." Maura closed her eyes to visualize the spell formation that Alec had given her. She could tell that it originated from Fireball, but only because she knew the spell formation for Fireball like the back of her hand.
Anyone else who saw it would confidently say that it was an entirely different spell. Some might even say that it was no longer a fire spell.
