Ethan held the scroll, the warm leather pressed against his palm, and glanced around at the faces of his team. One by one, they gave him a firm nod, a quiet and unwavering sign that they meant what they had decided.
"Well, if you're sure," he said, the words coming out with a hint of awkwardness. Accepting something this monumental felt strange, almost embarrassing.
"Just take it, boss," Leo said, never one for ceremony. "If we find another one, we call dibs."
"Exactly," Ryan added, as though it were the most natural thing in the world. "We'll all get ours eventually."
Ethan let out a dry, helpless smile. "You guys think Divine Abilities just grow on trees?"
