As the final phase of the ritual approached, tension crackled in the air like static electricity. The team, composed of mages, scholars, and warriors, prepared for what was to come with a mix of determination and trepidation. Elara stood at the forefront, her gaze fixed on the horizon where the first light of dawn was beginning to break through the gloom of night.
In the early hours, as the ritual's completion neared, the once desolate plain had transformed into a focal point of magical energy. The symbols on the ground glowed with an intense, pulsating light. Each member of the team was positioned according to their role, ready to contribute their strength to the final act.
