(In the underworld)Elara walked to Osirus quietly. She knew he was still in an unpleasant mood after sentencing their son to the mortal realms but the matter at hand was quite urgent."Ozirus, we seem to have a problem," she told him.Ozirus sighed, clearly annoyed of her presence."What is it now Elara?""It's the gates, t-to the living world, the spirits of the deceased humans seem to be gathering around it."Ozirus seemed to pay more attention then, this was an uncommon situation, something must be wrong with the gates."Why would they be doing that?" Ozirus asked."I think there's a problem with the magic, the shadow magic we use to keep the gates sealed.""There is nothing wrong with the magic, I already disposed of our useless son.""I don't think it is just him, all of us, even my magic, it's weakening,""Stupid bitch! Our magic is not weakening, I've held this magic for several millennium and it's not going anywhere.""Your being ignorant!" Elara dared to say quite loudly. "Our magic is disappearing right before our very eyes and you refuse to accept it!" Elara was screaming now, something had to be done.Ozirus clenched his fists, fury clear in his eyes before his hand flew out in an attempt to slap Elara. She barely managed to avoid getting hit."Pathetic of you, the world of the living could be brought to ruins by your behavior, we need to find out why this is happening!" Snapped Elara."Very well, I suppose we shall still be careful." Ozirus said, though clearly still angry. "Even though our magic is fine, speak to the wizard if you must."