Vile:
Uriel and I kept a vigilant eye on our little companion as she delved into the hall files. Each orb she chose was examined with a thoroughness that implied they might hold the solutions to our troubles. As her arms filled with these potential answers, Uriel and I stood watch, our presence a shield against any lurking threats in this place, in the shadows, we could not see, in the dimensions we could not touch.
Despite my unwavering vigilance, I found myself utterly enthralled by her ethereal beauty, utterly spellbound by the grace with which her delicate hands tirelessly worked.
When I believed she couldn't hold anymore, she deftly twirled her fingers around them, reducing them to mere glowing beads in her palm. Then, we observed in awe as she conjured a locket from the air, pla
