Gisella wanted to sew up Cece's mouth with some sacred thread and a prayer bead or two.
And if she were being honest, maybe even perform an entire ritual circle.
Because this woman just had to open her mouth today, of all days.
She had asked where it could be.
Loudly.
Clearly.
And now?
Gisella was dead sure they'd find it, just not in the way they'd prefer.
See, this one was the type to wish for a star, only to promptly be sent an asteroid.
Yeah.
Once they got out of this hellhole, she swore they were going to a witch doctor. No excuses.
Even if she had to drag Cece kicking and screaming across a blessing field, she was going to burn whatever cosmic curse followed this woman around.
But first, they're going to have to watch out for what was to come now that she's called it.
Now that they've stopped Luca from firing the Purification Cannon, there is no choice but to look for the real thing.
