Meilin didn't miss the spatial anomalies playing on both the barrier and Erik's body, causing her to narrow her eyes. "You… It's not just spatial suppression, is it…? But how is that possible? You couldn't possibly have prepared a complicated sigil like that while also evading our senses!"
Erik chuckled casually and felt the connection between himself and the barrier, based on another sigil carved onto his chest by Elora. At the same time, he saw Meilin look at him intensely, but without much aggression. He suspected it was temporary, but right now she was obviously more interested in some answers.
"It's not just spatial suppression, that's true," he nodded, a little smugly and happy to waste time. Today, the plan was not to defeat this confessor—at least, not exactly. "Though claiming something is impossible when it's happening right in front of your eyes is a little delusional. You may have an inflated sense of Imogene's capabilities."
