A debate had started between the teens. While they were distracted, Glint could easily float unnoticed from one hiding spot to the next. They were arguing whether to use melted candy on their hands to bond them even further before the ritual, which resulted in huffs and objections. Cash sighed at the response to his suggestion. Glint floated past some deactivated—or more likely broken—Cabal shields and some weird blue substance in a mason jar before stopping at a box a few feet from the altar. He wasn't close enough to scan it, but it certainly looked like a real reliquary. It sat beside a book holder that took up the center of the table. There were other items around it: a gold medallion with a symbol he didn't recognize, an orb that shimmered like starlight, an assortment of scarves, and rocks that gleamed in the candlelight. But nothing looked as potentially concerning as the reliquary. Anything could be in there… He glanced over at the group for a moment. Having checked that their attention was elsewhere, he floated over to the altar for a closer inspection.