"Sorry about that...Father Karl is a...taut man. But he's kept us safe all this time with his miracles."
Anna sounded guilty for something she had no part in, but Lucas wasn't the least bit perturbed by the belittling attitude of the priest, instead finding himself interested by the origins of the barrier outside more than ever.
"Miracles", he called it. The seals used were reminiscent of magecraft, but with this in mind--it was distinctly different in the glyphs used. Could it be some sort of variation of magic used by priests? Or... Lucas thought.
"Lucas!"
The sudden jolt of his shoulder snapped him from his lingering thoughts, looking up to see Anna's worried gaze looking down at him.
"...Right. Lina."
