Chapter 18

Ayoola's POV.

If I failed at this, I would become a dark shadow, like Adisa. The dark energy would consume me, and every day I would live to die.

It was only fair that I risk my life for Adisa. She practically gave up hers for mine. I didn't want to be selfish, but I couldn't be responsible for Tumi's demise.

I had my head buried in my hands while I sat down on a chair next to a table. I lifted my head and looked at the spellbook in front of me. The words of the intonation for the blood sacrifice ritual were explicit. Even the intonation was intense. That was demonic. I didn't know how much dark magic was deeply rooted in evil until now.

Our magic was pure from the earth. We healed the sick and protected nature. I graved for the feeling I felt when I had touched the steel man.

The steel man.

I looked back, at Tumi who was preparing the altar for the ritual. She was crazy, like super crazy, because there was no way that I would have been that happy giving my life away.