Yamashita no Hiroto's POV
Aya wasn't about to budge, I could read it in her slight aura which seemed to be a bit off in color. Though her body language was very calm and relaxed. Her expression was stern yet I could almost see amusement in her eyes. This woman is one of the few that I cannot read very well. I think..
Standing up slowly, I shook out my white robe, my eyes never leaving hers, until it seemed like she was talking to someone under her breath. To be on the safe side, I reached into my sleeve and speaking an the ancient language, I placed a spell on her to calm her using two talismans that I sent flying in her direction.
