"We have a situation Marla."
Marla halted her chanting, her eyeballs still bearing a hue of fog.
"I do not suppose it has to do anything with the semideus ?" Marla stated flatly, her voice devoid of any emotion.
"Yes, he is here on the island, and that is not all." Ella affirmed, her rattled tone drawing Marla's focus back.
"You sense it too don't you?" Ella inquired curiously, moving deeper in her master's cave.
"Yes, the magical thread is pulling. He is strong but inexperienced." Marla calmly stated while lifting herself from her sitting position.
Ella watched as Marla sauntered towards the well within the cave moving her fingers gracefully in the middle of it thus initiating ripples in the stilled water.
"Vocu la masipar."
Ella strutted towards Marla
