Sola groaned and sighed while she drew the salt circle halfway through. “More cheery, he says. Tch.” She grumbled to herself while she was dumping the salt into every part of the circle she had drawn. Every handful that was thrown was slightly more annoying than the last one, thanks to her bad mood.
When done, she returned to the two of them, wiping her hands on her apron. It wasn’t really done but she had drawn an outline of a circle so they could go back and make it more thick later. She told Eternum “No spirit would come to this place unless they have no other choice.”
When done, she returned to the two of them, wiping her hands on her apron. It wasn’t really done but she had drawn an outline of a circle so they could go back and make it more thick later. She told Eternum “No spirit would come to this place unless they have no other choice.”
