Ghede followed where she led, heading down onto the beach. He stopped when she did, looking in the direction she indicated. The spirit came into focus, a beautiful young Native American woman, dancing by the water. Ghede tilted his head, observing her quietly.
"One wonders if she wants something, or if this place is simply important to her," he mused. He took a few cautious steps toward her, his mental shields lowering. Power rolled off the spirit in waves, and he slowed his approach. Humming under his breath, he paused and turned back to Kennedy. "There's power around this one," he told her. "Though I'm not certain what kind."