By the time she was done, a rough plan had already formed in her mind.
Satisfied, she turned and left. But...
As she passed by the path where Garrison had been taken earlier, something surfaced in her thoughts.
Something… unsettling. Her steps slowed slightly. 'His aura…'
She had noticed it earlier while confronting him.
It wasn't normal.
There had been traces of silver, faint yet shimmering, mixed with hints of gold and white. But what stood out the most…
Was the thick, suffocating mass of blackness surrounding him. Lana frowned slightly as the memory replayed in her mind.
'Human auras are… confusing.'
She hadn't understood it back then. So she had asked Mr. Crow.
"Silver aura," Mr. Crow had said, his voice calm yet carrying a strange depth, "usually belongs to those standing between light and darkness… truth and deception. Grey."
Lana had listened carefully, her curiosity growing.
