Three days later.
The faint orange glow of the evening sun filtered through the tall trees of the dark forest. The clearing looked completely different now compared to three days ago.
Where there had once been bare ground, there was now an enormous magical structure carved into the earth.
Countless lines, circles, symbols, and geometric shapes stretched across the clearing like a giant puzzle engraved into the soil. The carvings were thick and deep, each line nearly an inch carved into the ground. The pattern extended nearly fifteen meters in diameter.
Vetaal floated a few feet above the ground, staring at the final section he had just finished carving.
He slowly exhaled. "Finally… it's done." His voice carried both relief and exhaustion.
Amon stood at the very edge of the massive pattern with his arms crossed, carefully observing the strange structure. His eyes traced the circles and the lines that connected everything.
