Ryan Pov

As we arrived at the spot, we saw them gathered in a circle. Burning sticks were placed at each corner, flickering under the blood-red sky while they chanted in unison.

“We shouldn’t go close. We’ll watch from here,” Isabel said.

“Wow, what are they saying?” Ria asked, keeping her voice low as we crouched behind a thick tree trunk.

“I don’t know the spell they’re performing,” Isabel replied, eyes fixed on the group.

Aurora stood in the center, chanting along ...