The fourth floor of Herrera's Mage Tower.
There were a total of 66 tarot cards in Elin's deck. She divided them into two separate rows, one with 22 cards and the other with 44 cards. They were placed face down on the table in a fan-shaped formation.
As Elin needed a drop of blood for her spell and clearly meant no harm, Link stretched out his hand. She skillfully pricked Link with a silver needle and a drop of blood appeared at his fingertip. The blood then floated in the air and dispersed into a cloud of mist the moment it was directly on top of the tarot cards.
Elin closed her eyes and flailed her hands randomly within the blood mist. From time to time, she would vocalize a few words with a trembling voice. "A…ba…salo...ji..."
If one were to ignore the increasing intensity of the mysterious aura surrounding her, she would look downright insane.
