"Can you do that?" Lu Yuze asked, tension evident in his voice.
"Yes." Yu Shou's response was immediate and confident. Before anyone could say more, her hands were already moving, fingers weaving through the air with practiced precision. The ancient words spilled from her lips in a rapid whisper, syllables that predated human language flowing together in a cascade of power.
The spell took mere seconds. No elaborate preparation, no drawn-out ritual, just pure, efficient magic executed with the confidence of someone who'd performed it thousands of times across countless lifetimes. Her hands came together in a decisive clap, and the concealment field snapped into place with a sensation like pressure equalizing.
