I began chanting a spell to transfer the Cursed Spirit into my inventory along with the chains binding it.
Pieces of the collapsing ceiling fell all around me, and I used portals and magic bullets to deflect them.
The Cursed Spirit's form flickered, turning into a streak of dark light that shot toward my palm.
It struggled, but the chains held.
I pulled it in completely and sealed the inventory rune shut.
Once I was done, I opened a portal to the lab and stepped through.
Mira and Selene were already there.
The test tubes could now be opened, and they had taken everyone out.
The civilians and teammates were unconscious, lying on the floor.
A simple healing spell could've woken them up, but none of us were healers.
Then I noticed something strange.
Other tubes around the lab were opening on their own.
Shapes—no, beings—came out of them.
I could look at them, but whenever I tried to think about what I was seeing, my mind glitched.
