Silently waiting for a minute, Liana and I watched the smoke flow out of the device and into the spirit, creating a thunderstorm-like cloud.
The cloud of smoke combined with the occasional lightning flash alongside the circle, which was now glowing a dark purple from all the sparks, made for a mythical-like scene.
My face, bathed in the purple light even through my mask, stiffened as the occasional lightning strike strayed from the circle and came close to me, hitting the edge of the magic circle.
On the other hand, Liana showed no changes in facial expression, even when a lightning flash struck down from the cloud right in front of her.
"...thank god, I have this mask.
"What was that?"
"nothing."
As the lightning storm cloud accumulated to the point where it was covering the entire hut roof, I dismissed the device and waited for Liana's gesture.