When the whirlwind of souls used by the demon Gravisk broke through the elven barrier, Pyaxu, Orie and Riggilo, who were outside, witnessed the chaos unfold before their eyes for a few moments.
The barrier turned into several shards, literally like breaking glass, but when these shards touched the boys' faces they crumbled, because they were only magical fragments. However, a strong wind coming from the whirlwind pushed everyone back.
Riggilo, the white-haired cleric, tried hard not to be thrown backwards, using his staff for support.
"What's going on in there?" asked Pyaxu as he shielded his face with both arms.
"Did we get the symbols wrong!" asked Orie, clinging to a rock on the ground to fight the gale.
At that moment, Pyaxu looked worriedly at Orie, because if they had got the symbols wrong, it could be the biggest mistake of their lives and cost them dearly.
