Novel & Cerita Magic Circle Series

"Please come in, and I'll lead you to him." "Thank you." He muttered, taking a step over the threshold and entering inside the holy temple. Pale stones curved into wide circular spaces, each marked with glowing runes that floated in the air. There were only a few doors within the Sanctum, and more invisible barriers woven from moon magic, strong enough to hold even the wildest beast. "These are containment circles." The Chief Priestess explained. "They are bound to the moon. Once crossed, the magic seals itself." They kept walking down, before coming to a stop close to the largest circle at the far end of the Sanctum.

It had been somewhat similar to what the witches are doing now I think. Is this the difference between the Primarch and other witches? The sheer complexity of what these light witches are doing makes me appreciate Eleanor and Emerlad’s raw power in a whole new way. As the hours pass, the witches continue their meticulous work. The magic circle grows larger and more complex, spreading across the ground in an intricate web of symbols and patterns. Some of the runes are as small as my palm, others stretch several feet across. They're all connected by flowing lines that seem to pulse with energy, creating one massive, unified design.

Harlow nodded once, but her gaze lingered on Daryl, her hand tight around her sword hilt. Maera brought them together by dawn. She had drawn a circle in the nave, lines carved so deep into the stone that blood welled from her fingers. The wards bled faint light, silver and violet. “This is not the rite,” she said, her voice raw. “This is a net. Something to hold the tether long enough for us to prepare. If we don’t anchor him soon, the vault will claim him outright.” The guild watched as Killian helped Daryl into the circle. His cousin’s body sagged, shadows trailing like smoke from his skin. His breath rattled, and for a moment, Killian thought he was gone.

What she saw left her breathless, her heart pounding in her chest. A brilliant blue magic circle glowed beneath her feet, illuminating the night like a second moon. It was an exact replica of the one she had drawn earlier, but now it was etched in ethereal mana rather than the dry earth. The entire circle shimmered with an azure hue, tinged with a crimson that went unnoticed by the others. For a few heartbeats, the magic circle held its luminescence, casting an otherworldly glow upon Lily's face. Then, as quickly as it had appeared, it faded, disappearing as if it had never been there at all.

I questioned skeptically. "Okay, so, this place has some serious, old-type of magic humming through it, and it's got a real personality. Think of it like a very particular, very powerful, and very easily offended old cat. It likes things done just so perfectly. That's why we use this chalk circle. It's like a polite way of asking the magic to pay attention to what we're doing. If we skip the circle, or if we do something the magic doesn't approve of, well... let's just say your magical bonds won't be the only things in danger of being snipped. Understand?" Sabrina explained, her voice that of warning and gentle reassurance. I nodded slowly, trying to take it all in. This magic sounded a bit

Damon snarled, driving him back a step, his claws raking sparks off the blade. The circle under their feet roared in answer, cracks webbing outward, stone breaking like glass. My locket burned so hot I thought it would sear through my skin. If the circle breaks, the whole tunnel collapses. I shoved myself upright, blood dripping from my temple, and slammed my palm to the ground. Sigils flared beneath my touch, silver fighting violet, my magic clawing to stabilize the collapse. It felt like trying to catch lightning with bare hands, every second shredded through me.

The sphere caught up with them in no time at all. Saxon took his first defense stance since the beginning of the fight. He stretched forth both of his hands and a massive magic circle came into being. The magic circles looked like a bulls-eye with hundreds of runes within each ring. Flames billowed out of the magic circle and formed a 100 meter long Red Dragon Snake that coiled his body around the cube protecting everyone inside.

Once the crystal crashed inside the circle, all the magic symbols began to glow. "Stop resisting me!" she yelled, her eyes turning a deep emerald. "Aria, be careful!" I heard Harriet's frightened voice. Once Hespera turned her eyes to Harriet, something indescribable surfaced in her expression. Then she gritted her teeth and stepped back, straight into the magical circle. I took a deep breath and fueled the crystal with another surge of strength. The blue flame struck straight into Hespera's heart. She groaned, falling onto her knees. Her body began to tremble while the magical symbols within the circle burned. Then a bright flash burst from the hexagram, blinding us all. When it disappeared