Her agreement immediately surprised several people. Natasha gestured toward the center of the venue. "Please proceed."
Lana walked forward. A long table was quickly brought over, and the necessary materials were placed before her.
The entire venue fell silent as everyone watched.
Lana picked up the talisman paper and carefully spread it across the table. Her fingers moved with practiced precision as she began drawing the intricate patterns.
The ink glided smoothly across the paper.
Henry, who had been standing beside Natasha, initially wore an indifferent expression. He had expected Lana to fail.
After all, they had assumed that her previous claims about being a talisman practitioner were nothing more than an excuse.
However, as Lana continued drawing, Henry's expression slowly changed. Natasha's eyes also narrowed.
'How is this possible?'
Lana's control was so precise that even several experienced practitioners in the audience began staring at her in amazement.
