Just a mere step outside of the domestic comforts the Bed & Breakfast offered, and Ike could already feel the wind tearing at his fedora, trying to take it away from him. A frown swiftly dug into Ike's face, as his hand reached up to clutch his fedora in place as they were making way towards the Callanish Stones. He was unsure of whether this change of weather was an improvement. Indeed, it was quite pleasant that the rain had decreased, but the rain had not threatened to take away his beloved hat, unlike this God awful wind was doing. Even more so, the wind affected the apparent temperature negatively. This situation made it tempting to complain about the weather, however Ike did not approve of doing so, as he believed that a proper gentleman should not complain about such trivial matters. And thus he proceeded to push the complaints to the back of his mind as he fully emerged from the Bed & Breakfast, following Gaelen over the wet stone path that splished and splashed underneath their footsteps. Though Ike could conceal the sound of his own movement, he could not conceal the sound of the water with the same ease.<br/><br/>Ike gazed ahead, admiring the natural beauty of the landscape. Regardless of his opinion of the weather itself, he had to confess that the menacing, grim clouds above them did add a lot of character to the picturesque country village and the stupendous ruins ahead, of which Ike could just see their outlines. A sudden deep rumble, along with the clouds and the pressure in the air made it clear that the thunder was not far away. It would be best if they were to hurry, and thus Ike picked up his pace.<br/><br/>"That's quite all-right." Ike declared. He was relatively certain that his own forcefield should be enough. Gaelen's words made Ike curious though, as it seemed that the other was trying to find an alternative way to be of aid.  Ike glanced aside, observing his travel companion as the other was rummaging through his clothes to find a small booklet. Inquisitively Ike peered at it. The contents of the booklet was ambiguous to Ike. Though Ike could clearly conclude that it had something to do with magic of some sorts, he was not quite sure what the symbol and its accompanied geometry were meant to mean. It was quite an enigma to him, and he was not sure yet if he liked the fact that Gaelen wished to use it. He would not question it for now though, as he did not want his own suspicion to come off as distrust towards his esteemed colleague.<br/><br/>"I reckon we shall experience in due time if it does or does not aid our cause" Ike mentioned, trying to contain his own curiosity and carry on as usual. As he set his glance ahead of them again, feeling his enthusiasm increase once more as the beautiful structures were nearly in their reach. If not for the horrible reality of their visit, this would be a marvellous vacation. It was always a great honour to see objects left behind by this great old society. It was once more a great reminder of how they were not the only ones that had called Earth their home, and sometimes it made Ike wonder what they would leave behind for future generations if this apocalypse were to unfold. Would people in 10.000 years respond the same way as Ike and Gaelen, as they would unearth the remains of sky scrapers or would perhaps none of their civilization be left to withstand the test of time? Whereas some ancient structures were sometimes looked down upon as being from 'less modern' civilizations due to the style of the structures and the overall writings and depictions found on them, one had to respect the fact that these structures such as the pyramids had held their grounds and protected their heritage for so many years.<br/><br/>Gaelen's sudden comment pulled Ike back from his own contemplations. "mhm?" Ike tilted his head and eyed Gaelen, who spoke of his interest in magic users. "Well, quite honestly, I would not classify myself as such, but I guess it is a mere matter of perspective to some." The idea of being studied by the other was not something Ike really appreciated. He understood it, as he too had some curiosity towards Gaelen and Gaelen's background, however the chosen wording made it sound as if he were to become a study object to Gaelen. However, as Ike was quite against conflicts and preferred to bypass them in any way possible, he did not voice his disliking.<br/><br/>Instead, Ike decided to focus on their mission. The rumbling of the clouds was getting closer are nearly the same pace as they were moving towards the stones. It seemed they might get there just in time, before the thunder and lightening would unleash their full potential upon them. Ike increased his pace once more, as he scurried over to the edge of the Callanish Stones, tracing his way over to the most important centre part of them. The feeling and sound of his boots sinking into the wet marsh-like ground was awful, and it honestly made him a little bit nauseous as it was gross. However, Ike did not let it stop him. Once he had procured the right position, Ike got into a strong base pose and got out his glasses. Ike's glasses looked like regular glasses, but were in fact high tech sunglasses which marvellously shielded his eyes from bright lights, whether they be constant or instantaneous. He was rather certain that he needed them with the natural disco that was about to take place. Once Gaelen was close-by enough, Ike raised his left hand and cited a spell, of which the words seemed to be of a demonic tongue. Once the spell finished, a see-through dome formed over Ike, in a rather broad circle which allowed the both of them a little bit of movement. The force field stopped the rain and wind from reaching them, which instantly made the temperature feel a lot more pleasant. "The force field is in place." Ike declared, even though it was probably apparent to Gaelen already.