Under the dim light of the moon, Luther's elegant eyes shone as he watched his wife in awe.
As soon as the array was activated, waves of spiritual energy roiled in the small cubical space in their hotel suite.
This time around the waves were not gentle and nourishing like before.
For some reason, the energy seemed as if it contained a life of its own and roared in anger. It was tyrannical like the ancient dragons.
And with every passing minute, the condensed energy felt more and more agitated.
Yet, the woman seated in the midst of the array enchantment, seemed cool and composed, not bothered by it at all.
Luther, however, restlessly fidgeted as worry filled his face.
His knuckles had even turned white from gripping the bedsheets too tightly. The sheets were probably ruined and beyond salvage.
But he controlled himself and patiently watched over the woman.
