Ahmaht said a string of what sounded slightly like a prayer in his native language. "If it is a shrine, and dedicated to Undine, would there not be residual traces of water magic?" he asked. He didn't know much about magic, besides the fact that it got stronger near the spirits. He watched Larea play around a little more before collapsing in the sand. He smiled and turned back to Zel, his expression serious again. "Or is that just where the spirit resides? I cannot remember. It has been too long since my schooling."<br/>He sighed. "Whatever the case, why is it not dried up like the other lakes and rivers?"