Chapter 50: The Ritual (3)

Ilias came back from scouting, and his expression wasn’t any bit better from what Shailyn could make out in the darkness.

She gestured at him to follow as she moved, getting to a corner around the pine forest where she would have a less restriction on casting the weave to reduce the wind and snow storm again. Spells in themselves were against natural laws. They change, bend the natural laws of the world, but if you can work with nature, then do it, cause there you’ll have less restriction to achieve the weave. And less restriction meant less energy wasted, and the longevity of the spell.

“What did you find?” She asked without wasting time, completing the weave.

Winds curled around them in a circle, and so was the heavy snowfall, magically reduced with the wind in the two metres radius circle they were in. Without it, making out any voice would be difficult in such a snowstorm. Ilias literally would have to yell to answer her.