Everyone looked curiously at the small flame in Ange's hand, their faces filled with shock.
"Is this... the Divine Fire?" Shamara squeezed her hands incessantly, feeling an uncontrollable urge to reach out, but something was stopping her.
"This is indeed the Divine Fire, but why is it here?" Negris asked irritably.
What a strange coincidence, the moment Ange ignited the Divine Fire, Shamara teleported here through the Teleportation Array. It must have been her Predictive Ability at play again.
Shamara, somewhat stunned, said, "I felt something good was going to happen here."
Negris, both envious and jealous, said, "Your Divine Technique is really useful. Next time something good happens to me, remember to tell me."
Shamara breathed out a sigh and quickly agreed, "Alright, alright."
She had benefited too much from Ange and felt a bit ashamed. If she could help Ange and others with her Predictive Ability, she would be very happy.
