Isa had been listening to the various conversations, when the sudden stop of Diana's voice drew all of her attention back to the girl. She was simply standing there, looking at the statue. Isa followed her gaze up, to where the figure's face would have been, had it not been so weathered away. [i]There doesn't seem to be any thing wring with-![/i] 

Isa's thought stopped as she saw a slight flicker over the statue's 'face', like the ripples of a pond after a stone has been skipped across the surface. Isa placed a hand on the base of the statue, and with the other she held the amulet around her neck. [i]What am I doing...[/i] As soon as she asked herself the question, she knew the answer. [i]That's right, I'm looking for the traces of magic in this statue. I might not be able to tell what type of magic, but I will sense it if there is any.[/i]