The gathering

Chapter 64

Getting ready for the ritual she was about to do, Beatrice picked each item and drew a round circle with a chalk.

She was following everything that was written in the book and it seemed to be getting interesting each time she did a thing written in the book.

"Are you sure it's gonna work that way? Using a human would be much better." The Lord said, and Beatrice looked up. Her eyes sharp with a glare.

"Carry on." He said,as if he were just joking but she knew he wasn't.

The Lord looked gentle and calm but she knew that was just for her.

For others he could be ruthless.

She had seen a part of him before when they had gone to rescue the little boy that was to be sacrificed to the ancestral powers of the Headquarters.

Lighting the candle, she took a seat in the middle of the circle she had drawn and dropped the book alongside with her.

Picking the knife she slit her palm open and closed her eyes, murmuring the words she had read in the book.

("Itamalia Nemokeo, Asisiat. Itamali