In a room within the guild, six people were gathered around a circle of mana stones that glowed faintly. The atmosphere was tense as the room was completely sealed, preventing ambient mana from escaping, trapping it inside and increasing its density.
With extreme caution, Lysandra placed the mana stones in the circle. We were about to perform the awakening of a bloodline for Ema, and Lysandra displayed astonishing mastery as she delicately placed each stone on the ground. Beside her, I watched attentively, aware of the importance of every movement. We had both decided to use two high-grade mana stones for this ritual, a choice not made lightly.
Concern reflected in Lysandra's eyes as she proceeded with the ritual. She feared that something might go wrong, especially considering Ema's delicate condition as a mere eight-year-old without lineage. Her fear was understandable, as any violent reaction in Ema's body could be disastrous.
