Kali
The candles flickered as I pored over the ancient text, my fingers tracing the faded symbols. Droker's snores echoed from the next room, a constant reminder of his presence.
"What are you really after?" I muttered, thinking back to our narrow escape from the witch's lair.
The more I learned about the ritual Droker was so obsessed with, the more uneasy I felt. Power beyond mortal comprehension sounded great in theory, but at what cost?
I closed the book with a sigh, rubbing my tired eyes. That's when I noticed it - a small, leather-bound journal tucked between two larger tomes.
Curiosity got the better of me. I reached for it, my heart pounding as I recognized Droker's messy scrawl.
"Well, well," I whispered. "What secrets are you hiding?"
As I flipped through the pages, my bloo
