The ground cracked and heaved beneath Ryuto's feet, throwing him off balance as dark energy erupted from the altar. Vikar stood at its center, his hood thrown back to reveal his twisted, malevolent features. His eyes glowed with an unholy light, filled with rage and madness. The ritual may have been interrupted by Malachai's death, but Vikar wasn't ready to let go of his dark plan.
Nina scrambled to Ryuto's side, her magic flaring in her hands. "This guy just doesn't know when to quit, does he?"
Celeste's eyes narrowed, and she raised her staff, the air around her crackling with arcane energy. "He's channeling the remnants of the ritual. We stopped it from completing, but he's still drawing power from the rift."
