With everything set for the grand ritual to commence, Nadia and Arwen found themselves faced with a certain dilemma.
"Our pneuma can't carry out the ritual... Even if we combine our strengths." Nadia said matter-of-factly while staring at the large magic circle.
Arwen pursed her lips. "I agree."
"... What do we do?... If we don't start, everything Alex planned goes down the drain."
Arwen stayed silent for a moment as she pondered something.
Glancing at her, Nadia quickly noticed the complicated expression she held.
"Is something wrong?" She inquired, slightly worried about her newly found sister.
Arwen met her gaze before answering. "I have the means to overcome the problem but…"
"But?"
"If… by some stroke of luck, we survive this… I'd never be able to return to a normal life… well not like I've had one to begin with but still…"
"... You can't mean…"
"It's the only way."
"They would surely come for you."
