'We should leave.'
Selyna wiped her daggers clean on a piece of cloth. Her voice was calm, but her eyes were sharp as they scanned the edges of the ruins.
'If there are more of Verath's people nearby, they'll be coming soon.'
Elvara nodded, her silver hair falling over her shoulder as she inspected the remains of the altar.
'Whatever they were trying to summon here was incomplete.'
'But this magic... it's unlike anything I've seen before. Even Verath doesn't usually leave this kind of signature.'
Rynor knelt by one of the fallen guards, turning over a shattered piece of armor.