The Ritual To Snatch Power
Deep in the woods, it was only the moonlight that illuminated the night. Afar, one can hear the hooting sounds of owls and other creatures of the night. In the heart wrecking peace of the forest, the man with a silver mask on his face was making his way towards the river. His footsteps were fast and steady. Soon he reached the most dense part of the forest where some caves were located.
There were at least seven small and big caves. The man looked around and entered one of the caves. Inside some falmebueas were placed on some distance for enough light. As the man walked in, his footsteps echoed in the small place.
As the man walked Inside the cave further apart in two ways, his footsteps turned towards the right way which parted in other three ways as he walked further. The caves were one type of maze of its own. After taking many turns the man halted near the small wooden door.