The inside of the house was a stark contrast to the calm exterior. We’d been throwing magical attacks up and down the hallway, and a lot of the furniture in the front room was knocked over or even destroyed.
Neither Grace nor Luci had magical vision, like I did with the Ralahin, but they had other things they could sense for.
Ralahin“Some of what I see here looks similar to what Daruidai enforcers are taught,” Luci said.
We went down the hall to my bedroom. The door was blown to splinters and the frame was blackened. I glanced down the hall at the door to the fourth bedroom that Jill used as her art studio. No damage there. We stepped into my room to look around. It was a disaster nearly as bad as the front room.
“Mira!” Grace was staring at a family photo that had somehow remained upr
