As I entered a dim, yet clearly lavish room, I heard. "Is that chanting?" I couldn't help questioning, prompting Elizabeth to groan. "Great, what laws is she breaking now... Come on, nothing to fear."
As we walked into the room, we seemed at one point to cross an invisible barrier and all of a sudden the density of Psionics in the room became staggering. It almost became impossible to breathe.
Elizabeth then finally removed her vice grip from my hand and strode forward with a scowl on her face towards a group of individuals that were chanting together in a circle. I couldn't figure out the language they were speaking as I approached, it sounded like pure gibberish, but I could feel the power behind the words and that interested me to no end.
"Hecate! What in all that is Psionic are you doing in here?" Elizabeth suddenly yelled. Everyone in unison turned towards the intruder and the chanting stopped, a moment later, the suffocating feeling in the room disappeared.
