Strange Object

Alyna sat cross-legged in the tent. She used her hand to support her head while watching Isaac who was throwing rocks into the lake. The rocks seemed to fly fast and bounced off the surface of the water several times.

Isaac had been doing it for hours. Meanwhile, Alyna was silent and watched him lazily. She asked Isaac what exactly he was doing, but the man wouldn't give a definite answer. She even had lost count on how many rocks had sunk into the lake.

And during that time, nothing special happened.

Alya snorted in annoyance. Her patience started to run out. The red-haired woman then got up with an irritated look on her face.

"Lord Isaac! How long are you going to do that stupid thing? If you're just playing around, I won't stand still."

Isaac stopped throwing the rocks, and he turned to the red-haired woman. His eyes narrowed slightly.

"If you want things to work out faster, then help me," Isaac said. His calm voice was brushed off by the wind.