The light increased in intensity until the two witches were forced to close their eyes shut and cover them with their arms. There was nothing warm in that light, not even excessively bright.
But it made them wish to turn their heads away.
It didn't last long, thankfully. In a bunch of seconds, it was over. They risked looking through their fingers but saw no big monster.
Vera was the first to drop her hands to her sides and observe the circle. It worked even with that bad grammar. The summoners must have been very, very firm in the will.
In the middle of it, there was a man standing. Even though his appearance was young, Vera knew he must have been ancient. And locked somewhere not to cause havoc in the world.
«Oh, hello,» he said. At first, he used the old language.
However, as time went by, he seemed to adapt to the world he had ended up in and started mixing modern languages until choosing the one to which both women reacted.