Mira looked at the carriage's ceiling, a deep sight escaping her lips. "It's like playing with a machine that could explode at any second…" She slowly turned and looked at Isdis, "Any mistake, and it'll blow in your face."
"For me, I would say it feels like entrusting my life to someone I can't trust. If a random soldier came and told me the road was safe, I'd find it hard to go without my sword." Isdis sat beside her.
"If Merlin failed with her magic, Arad could end up dead, crippled, or sealed beside Zephyr for all eternity." Mira scratched her head, "And if Arad failed to drag Zephyr out in time, Merlin could end up turning into a deformed monster based on her magic."
"It doesn't help that neither had tried that magic before." Isdis reached with her hand beneath the seats and pulled a cold water bottle, "Arad was just studying the spatial magic, and Merlin is winging it out in her labyrinth."
