She walked through the crowded area where the old warehouse used to be. Fortunately, the bonfire was a few feet away from being directed at the center of where the warehouse once stood, with only a partially charred foundation left.
When she was out of earshot of everyone, she tapped into her power of sorcery, her hand against the damp ground.
“Parodyk man savo praeitį,” She muttered, her eyes glowing as she willed the ground to tell the recent history of her brother.
Immediately after this incantation, the ground began to glow in a teal color, outlining the perimeter of where everything happened. Only she could see this memory of the last time her brother was there and that’s when she saw it...that’s when she saw her brother’s last moments with that traitorous Jenni
