Vilhelm stared at Regina. She was confidently figuring out the runes, leaving him almost in the dust. He closed his eyes and put a finger up: the universal symbol for hold on just one second. He went through her logic one more time.
Fate personified. So the "word" was literally "word". But did that help them get out of the arena anyway? Or maybe they didn't need to, and just carving the word got them out? Vilhelm nodded to Regina's question, but she had already strode forward (still confident) and carved the first rune.
"Okay, I shall do the second rune," he said, stepped forward and pointing his wand forward. "Intaglio eihwaz, intaglio eihwaz. Intaglio eihwaz," he murmured somewhat softly, the spell still working. He nodded towards Regina to do the next carving. Teamwork, yes?
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