Alexander turns to slice his palm, and I do the same, reopening the freshly healed cut on my hand. He grabs on to me tightly, forcing our fingers to intertwine, and gives Gwen a nod.
„Suo sanguine offerendo, hae duae animae foedere sancto iungi volunt.
Spiritus eorum iungant et benedicant unionem suam hinc usque ad finem.“
She waves her hands in the air, and when she ends, I feel heat enveloping our joined fingers. Alexander seems to feel it too because he lets go of my hand, screaming.
"AAAGHHH; What have you done?!!!", he turns to Gwen, his men moving in on them following his scream, and that is the only window I will get. I side-step the closest boulder and slowly move back towards the cliff.
"YOU MESSED UP AGAIN!! How are you not capable of reading a simple spell off a page!“
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