paid must be appropriate for the creature brought, according to its mass and potential energy.”

The blood on the small altar boiled. It began to glow with the same otherworldly quality as the salt and chalk. The light from the salt solidified as a column, rising up, until it met with the ceiling.

The all-too-familiar feeling of power squeezed at Titus’s brain, urging him to look away, but Titus didn't look away, not because he wanted to see it through to the end, but because he had to keep watching—the timing was going to be key.

A single focal point appeared in the air at the center of the circle. A pure black point was in the middle of a column of white.

“The summoner must offer an appropriate sacrifice to enslave the creature. Each Wyrd is different. Som...

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