Pov: Ash
Location: Northern Empire
I made my staff appear out of thin air, looking up to the heavens I pointed it upwards.
"BOOK OF SPELLS: SACRIFICE," my voice roared.
In a split second, the entire mountainous region echoed with a loud bang, a creepy cry similar to that of a bat emerged out of nowhere, and it sang an eerie sound over and over again.
In the midst of all of this, the white clouds above us turned dark, not grey-dark but as dark as the night itself.
The magic circle I was standing in was highlighted, and the blood I poured down burst into flames, making the eleven-sided star catch fire with dark flames. The scent coming out of the combustion sickened any sense of smell we had.
Cuts began to appear on my body like a cat was crawling around my body, its nails piercing every single inch of my skin.
The blood coming out of my body flowed upwards and started creating a round black orb.
