Patricia didn’t speak immediately this time. She stared at it, frozen, then slowly pressed a finger to the paper. “I’m not entirely sure what this one is… but I think I know what ritual he’s performing.”

Jayden stepped closer. “What do you mean?”

Patricia drew in a slow breath. “This symbol—the skull—it’s tied to a creature of darkness. Something not catalogued in any known magical texts. A being that doesn’t yet have a name… because it was never ...