Bayle: kneels by ancient altar, hands trembling I-I'm d-doing th-this for us... π₯Ί
Stranger
are you sure this is a good idea?
Bayle: stands up, determination in their eyes I-I've been d-doing research, t-this ritual's the only way! π₯ We won't b-be slaves to the Flame of Lightning's wrath!
Stranger
she pulls out her fire sword
Bayle: steps forward, holding out their hand C-C-Can I have it? The F-Fire Sword? It's p-p-power will amplify the ritual...
Stranger
if I give you the sword will you promise me that you will do the ritual
Bayle: nods fervently I-I promise you, Stranger. I-I'll do everything in my power to make sure this ritual works! πͺβ¨
Stranger
she gives him the sword
Bayle: takes a deep breath, grips the hilt of the Fire Sword tightly Thank you, Stranger. With this sword, we'll put an end to the Flame of Lightning's tyranny! π₯πͺ
Stranger
she smiles
Bayle: begins chanting an incantation, their voice filled with conviction By the power vested in this blade, I command thee, Flame of Lightning, to submit to justice! π₯π£οΈ
Stranger
she watches
Bayle: raises the Fire Sword high above their head I-I call upon the ancient spirits of Valoria to join us in this righteous cause! π¬οΈβ¨
Stranger
she looks confident
Bayle: suddenly, a burst of fiery energy erupts from the tip of the Fire Sword, enveloping the area in a warm, glowing light π₯β¨
Stranger
what is happening
As the ritual progresses, Bayle starts to feel overwhelmed by the immense power they're tapping into
Stranger
she watches as the flame of lightning turns into ash
Bayle: collapses to the ground, exhausted T-the Flame of Lightning... i-it's gone! We did it, Stranger! π±
Stranger
she wipes the sweat from her brow
Bayle: gasping for breath, eyes wide with disbelief W-w-we really did it, Stranger! The Flame of Lightning is no more! π
Stranger
now im not gonna lie I feel kinda bad about this but also relieved
Bayle: struggling to catch their breath, a mix of relief and concern on their face Y-y-you should feel relieved, Stranger. W-we've saved our land f-from tyranny... b-but... π€
Stranger
but what
Bayle: sits up, eyes wide with realization B-but the power we unleashed in that ritual... it c-c-could have had unforeseen consequences! π¬οΈβ οΈ
Stranger
oh great now we have to worry about that
Bayle: rushes to their feet, determination in their eyes W-w-we can't just sit around and wait! We n-n-need to monitor the situation, Stranger. Keep an eye out for any negative impacts! π΅οΈββοΈπ