In the depths of the shadowy forest.
Four Black Mages sat around the altar, fanatic glows flickering on their faces.
Their figures twisted and bizarre in the dim candlelight, the air filled with a blend of dark magic and ancient spells.
Tonight, they were no longer simply searching for a soul but had set their sights on that mysterious island in the distance.
"We need to sacrifice the entire island!"
The gaunt wizard said in a hoarse yet firm voice, eyes ablaze.
He pointed to the yellowed old map, marked with the island's location, surrounded by complex runes drawn in blood.
"Only through the sacrifice of this land can we summon the demon sleeping in the abyss."
Another burly wizard with a full beard sneered coldly, "But the island is surrounded by Water Spirits and Protectors, we need bait to lure them away."
"I have a way," the Long-haired Mage smiled slightly, pulling out a gem glimmering with green light from his bosom.
