The coin wobbled, then rose, gleaming in the dim light.
"What guidance do you seek, children?" he intoned, his voice deep and theatrical, barely hiding his amusement.
"We want to improve our spell precision, together, for the assessment this week," Eva said, her green eyes fierce, her skirt riding high as she stood tall, her full chest straining her knit top.
The coin spun, then dropped with a clink.
Lor pressed a hand to his forehead, feigning strain.
"The Guiding Light demands a circle of unity. You must stand in a tight circle, skirts hiked to your waists, panties exposed, performing fifty squats in sync, to show strength and trust in vulnerability."
Their jaws dropped.
Eva's green eyes blazed, her hands twitching as if to strangle him.
"Squats? In our underwear?" she snapped, her skirt already bunched, revealing her blue lace panties.
Olivia flushed, her wavy bob swaying, her hazel eyes defiant.
