"Mr. Ballam, who put up this magic barrier for the countess?" asked Evelyn.
"I don't know, my lady. The magic barrier was already there when I first got here." said Godrick. "I didn't ask who put it up as I assumed it might just be some magician the countess must've employed somewhere."
Having been enquired about the magic barrier itself, Godrick could not help but to observe it closer.
The color of the magic circle was pitch black. There were runes on the circle that Godrick could not make up to as what for he was not a mage himself, but he noticed a symbol of a star with feathered wings on the center of the circle.
"Step back, Mr. Ballam. And ready your weapon." ordered Evelyn suddenly.
Godrick quickly drew his sword at Evelyn's word.
"Is there an enemy, my lady?"
"Not just yet." said Evelyn. She approached the dark magic barrier at the dungeon's entrance. "But I imagine one will appear once I break this magic seal."
