Arini was on her knees again, trancing the deep carved lines in the marble floors, whispering enchantments. Sweat fell down her brow and her knees were aching from building the spiritual energy again. She could feel her body's energy and her thirst for blood scratching the back of her throat, but she carried on, developing this divine energy that connected Arini to the ground, the water, the fire, the air, and the other dimensions.
When she was finally satisfied with whispers that echoed around the throne room and distant drums, Arini sat down in the midst of it all. Raising Marv's blood into the air, before pouring it into the deep lines and watching it move. The blood crawled through the three lines but stopped in half, leading up to the different houses of vampire gods and goddesses.
