Selene stared at the white magic circle floating before her.
It was beautiful—
and terrifying.
Runes overlapped and intertwined, layered in a way she had never seen before. None of them were unfamiliar individually, yet the way they were arranged… it felt wrong. Unnatural. As if the circle itself rejected careless hands.
Just looking at it made her mana tremble.
She swallowed and began.
Under the heavy mana pressure, Selene carefully guided her mana forward, shaping the first rune. It formed—slower than usual, but stable. She moved to the second, then the third, sweat already forming on her brow.
She connected two runes—
—and froze.
…Wrong.
The instant the thought crossed her mind, the runes shattered into light.
"You made a mistake," Zane said calmly.
"Do it again."
Selene nodded without arguing.
Again.
