The last time Sylvester was there, he was a mere Grand Wizard. But now, things had changed. Not only was he a Supreme Wizard, but he also had the backing of Elder Magic and training from Nehilius. This meant that he wasn't going to be mentally affected by the Demon as he was before, and his control over the light element was also much higher.
'Good thing I know the name of the Demon, at least. The ritual will be much easier this time.' Sylvester muttered and reinforced the orb of white light that hovered over his palm. It was small, as big as his fist, but it held power most wizards couldn't imagine. Reinforced with a faint, almost invisible, circulating sphere of elder runes over the orb, the solarium in the air and the solarium that the Demon possessed was going to be its fuel.
