Chapter 37| Two Days Later

The mages of Ysadora gathered in a tense, unified circle around Cethrin, their fingers glowing with an eerie luminescence as they manipulated the intricate confines of its arcane barriers. Beads of sweat dripped from their brows, their faces set with a mixture of determination and strain. The air was heavy with an electrified hum, the magic they wielded pulsating through the surroundings like a beating heart. The once-pristine marble of the chamber beneath their feet bore cracks from the strain, and the flickering torches lining the walls cast erratic shadows.