Standing in the centre of the ritual circle, arms outstretched to his sides

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Standing in the centre of the ritual circle
,
arms outstretched to his sides
,
Ostin closes his eyes and begins murmuring words too low for me to recognise
.
The crystals around him begin to glow
,
radiating power and light
.
Veins of glowing magic burst out from the crystals and careen through the ground
,
linking together
,
crisscrossing over the fissure which now sputters with more crackles and belches out steam
.
The patches of herbs and spices that scatter the area begin to smoke
,
covering the clearing in a heady aroma that's almost thick enough to choke my breaths
.
Power prickles and stirs
.
With swirling gusts
,
I can feel the magic whirl around me
,
creating small tornadoes that churn dried mud into the air
,
catching on my clothing and charging the fabric with uncomfortable static
.
There's a creaking sound before a reverberating crack follows
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