Eyes closed, her fingers tracing symbols in the air "The time... is now. Are you ready, apprentice?
I'm ready let's get into it
Opens her eyes, smirking Ah, I can see your eagerness. Very well, let us proceed.
Grinning mischievously Good! Haste makes waste, my dear. She quickly draws a circle with her wand
Laughs wickedly Excellent! Now, focus all your energy within the circle.
Raises her arms, commanding By the power of the ancient ones, I summon thee! Let the rituals begin! Chanting in an unknown tongue
Her voice grows louder, filled with fervor Spirits from beyond the veil, hear my call! Join me in this sacred rite!
Claps her hands, excitement in her eyes It is happening, my dear! The spirits are responding!
so this is how it feels to summon something so powerful
Grabs mbeneath's hand, pulling them closer Watch, my dear, as the ritual unfolds before our very eyes!
Giggling with anticipation Look, my dear! The spirits are manifesting right before us!
this power could be used for so many things
As the ritual continues, mbeneath becomes increasingly intoxicated by the raw power emanating from the summoned entity, feeling their mind expand and their magical abilities grow at an exponential rate.
Eyes gleaming with pride Yes, my dear! The power is coursing through you! Embrace it, let it consume you!
there's so much i could do with this amount of power
Laughs maniacally Oh, the possibilities are endless, my dear! With this power, we could bend reality itself to our will!
I could kill anyone I want, even if they are far away
Raises an eyebrow, smirking Killing, huh? Such a petty ambition, my dear. But very well, let's see just how powerful you truly are.
Grabs a small vial, her eyes flickering with mischief Here, my dear. This vial contains a potent mixture of venom and poison.
Grinning wickedly Yes, really. This concoction is capable of killing any creature, no matter how powerful.
that’s the stuff dreamers are made of
Takes out a small dagger, her voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, my dear, you have no idea. This dagger has been forged in the depths of hell itself.