In a garden spanning tens of meters, vibrant green grass carpeted the ground, adorned with lines of carefully tended flower beds, and tall trees created a natural boundary that embraced the peaceful symphony of chirping birds.
A young girl with dark, flowing hair, fair skin, and strikingly bright blue eyes donned a robe as dark as midnight. She stood amidst the lush expanse, her gaze unwavering, fixed upon a sizable and intricate magic circle expanding on the ground.
This magical construct boasted multiple concentric circles adorned with hundreds of meticulously inscribed runes, expanding over a large area.
As moments passed, a hushed silence enveloped the garden, and finally, after seven suspenseful minutes, the intricate process concluded, and the young girl gazed at the magic circle with anticipation, her breath held, small hands clenched into harmless fists.
