Hearing Maya's explanation, a look of confusion crossed Myne's face, quickly morphing into understanding. He hurriedly poured mana into the mark on his hand. As he did that, the creepy closed eye in the centre jolted open, its pupil darting left and right. Although it sounded cool, having that horrifying thing on his hand sent shivers down that person's spine.
Myne, a guy with a weak heart regarding ghostly things, seeing the eye's crazy movement, subconsciously moved his hand away as much as he could. But didn't torment him for too long, and soon, as if it finally found the target, it again closed up and morphing into an arrow, pointed to the west.