"Why would you—" Lucy halted and averted her gaze. "I'm sorry, it's not my place to say things."
Anasthasia patted her head. "That's fine. It's not that severe, I tell you."
"Even so, there are twelve guardians, that means…" Lucy trailed off her voice, and there again, she was proven right. "Do you think you're not the one at a loss, sister Ana?"
"I always take pride in my skills, no matter what. Sure, I do love the benefits such as artifacts like 'Seraphine' but only if the situation requires or I'm heavily disadvantaged."
Logan let out a hearty chuckle from her remarks. "Fair enough."
"There's still that one problem you have to solve, your curse."
"I know that, Blake. That's why I'm looking for clues." She found herself doodling on the checkered fabric.
