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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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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