Ritual begins

Reggie's fingers tightened around the crystal as he spoke, his voice urgent but controlled. "Dumphries, we have a dire situation. It's Rose. She's still possessed by that entity calling itself the Nemisis. We need your help, urgently."

There was a moment of tense silence before Dumphries responded, his voice grave. "Are you certain?"

Blake stepped forward, unable to contain himself. "We're sure, Dumphries. It seems to be getting stronger by the day. Rose is fading fast, and we can't risk feeding her. We need to put her in eternal slumber, but none of us have the power or knowledge to perform the ritual safely."

"I see," Dumphries said, his tone thoughtful. "This is indeed a grave matter."

Randal, still by Rose's side, spoke up. "What do we do now?"

"I'll come at once." Dumphries confirmed, his voice heavy with the task at hand.

Relief washed over Blake, but it was quickly tempered by anxiety. "How soon can you get here?"