On the stomachs of Ren and Liara, intricate magical symbols were embedded as tattoos—the tattoos still looked fresh and neat, as though not even a minute had passed since they were done.
Elara and the others also spotted the tattoos and were baffled.
"Those weren't there before. How did they appear?" they asked, equally confused.
Dragun did not reply, too focused on trying to decipher the meaning behind the tattoos.
The women kept pestering him for answers, so Vishirk had to step up to explain the situation a little bit. "It is a mark. Something or someone is trying to claim them."
"Who and what would do such a thing? And even if they could, why didn't we see them? We were here all day and all night, fully vigilant. We didn't notice anything or any movement except the one a few minutes ago," Elara retorted.
She was really worried about her friend. Her condition kept getting worse and more mysterious by the hour, and it confused her greatly.
