SHE has been staring at the ceiling for an hour, reflecting on the incident from the Veil of Illusions, where she found herself trapped in her fears and past.
"AVARE!"
The spell had been translated as 'go forth.' Just moments earlier, they had been standing within a carefully drawn mana circle, its lines glowing faintly with power. Then, without warning, there was a light surge, and in a flash, the world around them dissolved. When Thalia's senses returned, she found herself no longer in the chamber hall but within a peculiar and shifting Veil of Illusion, where reality bent and shimmered, and nothing could be trusted to stay the same.
Thalia stood alone in a void of pitch-black silence, where the air felt thick and unmoving thus the only thing that broke the darkness were countless
