Once everything had been taken care of in Mizuho, Sheena had a personal trip to make. A visit with someone she couldn't not see while she was here. And would hopefully keep her secret safe.

As they climbed the steps of the Tower of Martel (yeah, there were a lot of steps to get to the door), Sheena's pace slowed until she finally stopped at the entrance. her brows knitting together in concentration, she turned to look over her shoulder at the others.

"There's something wrong, I can feel it."