My short prayer came to an end in a few minutes. I opened my eyes and uncovered my face, and found him, from the corner of my eyes, to be standing a few metres behind me with hands crossed on his front with his head forward, like mine, instead of bowed.
A patch of heat on my skin made me take out my pendant, which had peeked out, in my cupped hands. It glowed a bright green before it vanished. It made me question whether it was signalling some danger or something that I had accomplished or reminding me of the religious leader's words.
I turned around to face him as he pulled over his hood and started to walk away. I followed him suit, putting the hood over my head and tailing right behind him, when he said, "Let's get out of here."
