Chapter 619

When they reached the village, Jude felt a chill run down his spine. The place was eerily silent, the symbols on the shrine pulsing with a faint, otherworldly light. He gathered his wives around him, explaining the steps of the ritual they needed to perform.

"We need to be precise," he said, his voice steady. "One mistake could make things worse."

They arranged themselves in a circle around the shrine, each holding a piece of the artifacts they had found. Jude began to chant the incantation he had deciphered from the symbols, his voice echoing through the empty village. The air around them seemed to thrum with energy, the symbols glowing brighter with each word.

As the ritual progressed, a thick mist began to rise from the ground, swirling around them. Jude felt a surge of power, the energy from the shrine flowing through him. He could see the visions of the witch and her son more clearly now, their story unfolding before him.