The moment Cassius's words were heard, Aisha didn't waste a heartbeat.
Her eyes flared with blue light, the sigils under her feet glowing as she thrust her wand forward.
And immedietly the fifty steel buckets lined along the lakeshore suddenly rattled as the ground beneath them came alive.
From the soil and rock, earthen apparitions began to rise—twisting like thick ropes of living stone. They coiled around the buckets, gripping tightly before hurling them one by one into the lake.
Water splashed high as the buckets crashed down, the bait inside spilling out in swirling grey clouds beneath the surface.
That was the first phase of the lure.
At the same time, Julie stepped forward, her sword gleaming with wind enchantment. She traced a circle in the air, murmuring an incantation under her breath.
"O breath of the heavens, rise and roar! Strip the earth of its burden, rend the waters to sky!
Zephyr Exsolis!"
