Oh. Oh. Little One scrambled back slightly as the magic crackled on Lightning's hand. She was a priestess?

She looked like no priestess Little One had ever seen but considering she had seen two priestess' in her whole life she is aware that there is much she doesn't know.

She turns her startled scramble into a hurried, clumsy bow. "I do be understanding now, priestess Lightning." Magic metal boxes. Sure. Perhaps Priestess Elena had sent her here after all. Was this the temple? It was nothing like Kant had described but...