The ritual chamber wasn't what Jake expected.
He thought it would be small, a basement carved out of the old mine's guts. Instead, it was massive. The ceiling rose thirty meters overhead, held up by steel beams that clearly supported massive weight. The walls were bare concrete instead of pure stone, stained with rust and water damage due to the steel beams, but the floor told a different story.
The magic circle dominated everything.
It spanned the entire chamber and was at least fifty meters across, maybe more. The bones of monsters were arranged in patterns he didn't understand. Some were massive, mostly femurs the size of tree trunks, but there were also skulls with eye sockets large enough to crawl through. Others were smaller, almost delicate, placed with care at specific intersections of the lines.
The mana was thick and made both Lena and Jake struggle to breathe. The Shadow Construct stood in the center of the circle.
