The Kirestone Escapade [Discontinued]

Chapter 8: Cult rituals

They ran untill they were sweaty and left panting . They eventually stopped running when Connor tripped on a stone and earned a large gash on his forehead .

"Oh look now you really are the chosen one ." Emlyn said taking a look at the slowly healing scar on his forehead . The forest was now better Illuminated by moonlight streaming through the forest trees .

Connor groaned , "It hurts ." He said and adjusted his broken glasses.

"Relax it'll heal ." Vanina said kneeling down to examen the stone .

"Doesn't make it any less sore , and what are you looking for ?" Connor replied .

"The stone it probably has your blood, could be valuable."

Connor gaped . "For what cult, rituals?!"

She said nothing .

He sighed , "Of course ."

He heard her pick up the stone . 

"Hey why were you running shouldn't you not be running since you're ... part wolf ?" Emlyn asked him .

"A new part werewolf ."

"Clearly... who trips over such a small rock ." Vanina chimed .

Connor's face heated . "It was dark ."

"You can see in the dark ."

"Fine , you try it ."

"If I could I would be way better than you"

Emlyn clapped her hands , "Guys focus !"

"Okay , okay .... I can hear a river about 5 kilometers [roughly 3 miles] away that way and it's almost sunrise ." Connor said .

"So either we continue walking or risk resting for a few minutes because we're all really tired and the daytime might ward of any evil voodoo spirits that may try to kill us , seeing as nobody'll keep watch ." Emlyn said .

"Okay then we'll rest ." Vanina said and Emlyn and Connor went to sit and lean on a tree . She could hear their low breathing after a while .

Vanina did the same a few feet , although she was tired she couldn't sleep . She was supposed to be leading this journey to help find Sybil and make her parents proud but she was making no significant contributions , all the plans were formulated by either Connor or Emlyn , all she managed to  do was argue and waste time . She felt helpless . She needed to help , she needed to do something , anything .

I need to stop wallowing in sell pity , she thought .

I guess someone will be keeping watch . She stood up and dusted her pants . She raised a hand to her chest and felt for her necklace , the ring was still attached to the end . She slipped the ring off and placed it on her finger . She quickly fixed Connors glasses like she had done before.

She raked her brain for the little she'd been thought . "Léger ." She whispered and the end of her finger glowed a bright blue that made her shield her eyes and take a few steps back  , she quickly glanced to Connor and Emlyn who were still asleep .
["Light ."]

"Woah ..." She breathed , " I wonder if..." She grabbed a stick from the floor and touched it muttering the same thing . The stick glowed at the end like  a torch , Vanina wondered how long it would last for .

"Boussole ?" She said hesitantly but instantly regretted it when an invisible force seemed to pull her to her left from her finger . Her eyes widened as her legs struggled to keep up with the pull of the ring , she was afraid if she stopped her finger would just carry on without her .
["Compass ?"]