The dragon shrugged and did to the lantern the same thing that he did to the candle. The lanterns wick ignited with no issues and he withdrew his hand before returning his gaze back to the shrine. "I can't even smell whatever is around. Makes me half wish my sister was around." He sighed, it was a shame greater spellcasting was a matrilineal trait in his family. "Only thing I can think of to draw whatever's out here in is to aggravate it. Unless you've got a better idea"
He looked back at her and crossed his arms. His plan was to smash the creepy shrine, and he wasn't sure that was a good plan either. That said, he wasn't some sort of god like she claimed to be, so he deferred to her in this situation. "Any ideas?" The chill was getting colder, and the days light had nearly abandoned them entirely now, leaving them almost entirely illuminated by the lantern and the creepy ghost candle.