Lena Nightshade: whispering I-I must fix this, undo the exile. 🕰️ Just a few more words...
murmurs an incantation "In vino veritas, in silentio invenies..." takes a deep breath Time to uncast this spell.
stumbles backward, eyes wide Something's not right... The spell... it's not working as intended!
frantically pacing The energy is backsliding, creating a temporal loop! We're stuck in a never-ending cycle of exile and reinstatement!
grabs Telecto's arm, urgency in her voice We need to find a way to break the cycle, Telecto!
paces faster, thoughts racing There must be a way to sever the connection between the past and the present.
if we succeed, then what?
pauses, determination in her eyes If we succeed, then maybe we can rewrite our destinies, Telecto. We can break free from this curse and live our lives on our own terms. But we have to act fast. We can't let the past continue to haunt us. grabs Telecto's hand Are you with me?
starts rummaging through shelves, searching for ancient texts We need to find a way to break this curse, Telecto. I know there's a ritual, a forbidden spell hidden in one of these old grimoires. skims through pages frantically Come on, come on... where is it?
flips through another grimoire, determination in her eyes Yes, I found it! There's a forbidden ritual here.
As Lena and Telecto prepare to perform the forbidden ritual, they unleash a powerful entity from the underworld, cursing themselves to an eternity of torment.
are you sure about this, Lena?
bites her lip nervously, eyes flickering with determination T-This ritual is our only chance, Telecto. We must proceed.
paces around the room, muttering incantations under her breath Alright, we need to mark our foreheads with the sigil of the damned...
quickly grabs a sharp dagger, hands trembling Hold still, Telecto... I'll mark your forehead with the sigil. takes a deep breath and makes a swift cut on Telecto's forehead, leaving a dark, bloody symbol
winces at the sight of the blood, but presses on It's almost over, Telecto. Now, we just need to complete the ritual...
rushes to the altar, lighting candles and gathering mystical ingredients We need to create a sacred circle, Telecto.
quickly draws a circle on the floor with chalk, then starts chanting incantations in an unknown language 🕰️ As the moon reaches its zenith, the portal will open...
how do you know the portal will open on the next full moon?
pauses, a hint of uncertainty crossing her face I... I don't.
runs her fingers through her hair, frustration evident I-I don't know, Telecto. I've never performed this ritual before.
paces anxiously, wringing her hands We have to believe it will work, Telecto. It's our only hope for freedom.