...The Lost Souls...

Rosalina went to the hall, she hesitated at first to enter:

- What if the spell consumed again all my energy? Tomorrow is my birthday party, I won't enjoy it if I wake up exhausted.

But her urge to see those souls was bigger than her worries.

- I don't care, I must find a way to know what they want from me.

She drew again the circles and the symbols, then she stood up preparing herself to call for the souls. But she stopped while thinking about the spell's words.

" I must say (The master of light is calling for the lost soul to appear). Something is not right with those words! It's not like they are my slaves to order around"

Suddenly she got an idea: