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Given the history between the two clans, I highly doubted they would obey the 'pact’ I had heard Ellemea speak of. “A penny for your thoughts?” “No, Master.” “Your mind seems troubled. I insist.” “I was just thinking about what the leader of the witches said to me; how she is connected to my parents and how she basically created me. I don’t know how all of that is possible.” He nodded. “I see. Well, like Ellemea had said, desperate humans can sometimes resort to desperate measures. It is really not uncommon for humans to seek the assistance of a supernatural creature. It was in place back in my day and things haven’t changed. The process is called summoning; witches, demons, warlocks, mages,

I called out, my voice clear and unwavering. In that moment, the air seemed to hum with energy, and a soft glow enveloped us. It was as if the spirits were acknowledging our presence. Then, a gentle breeze swept through the clearing, and a voice echoed in our minds. "We hear your call, seekers of unity." Alder smiled, his eyes shining with reverence. "We are on a quest to find the Nexus of Elements. Can you help us?" The spirits' voice echoed again, filled with ancient wisdom. "The path to the Nexus is treacherous and fraught with challenges. Only those who are pure of heart and unwavering in their unity can unlock its secrets."

It had taken me weeks to master it, and I couldn't wait to see the results. "So, what does it do?" Aiden asked, leaning in close. I lowered my voice, even though we were alone in the dormitory. "It's a spell to summon spirits from the other realm. They can answer questions, give advice, and even help with spells if you're lucky." Aiden's eyes widened. "That's incredible. Can we try it now?" I shook my head. "Not yet. I want to practice a little more. Plus, I'm not sure if it's safe to summon spirits when we're not sure what we're dealing with."

“If an Air Witch is powerful enough to suck the oxygen out of the air around her than there is nothing to feed the flames of a fire.” “What about Spirit?” Grace asks as she carefully makes her way over to me stepping over the destruction that we both have left all over the training grounds. “Useless in a battle unless I am able to get inside of one of their minds,” I say not knowing the real answer. “Wrong,” Grace yells at me. “Would you like to try again?” “I don’t remember,” I pout wiping the sweat from my brow as I continue to stare up into the sky. “Those that are able to weld the power of Spirit Magic can summon the powers of the spirits that live all around us,” Grace says as she poke

“If this is a tradition of the witch prior to marriage, we should respect it.” I hold the salt in my hands. “Let’s get this party started then.” Mischief dances in my eyes. “Spirits of East, Upon winged beasts, Of air and life in breath, Hear my call! Spirits of South, Flames of hearts and mouths, Ablaze in hearths, Hear my call! Spirits of West, Water of life be blessed, Tides and currents of the seas, Hear my call! Spirits of the North,

Elena said, handing the book to the winter fairy spirit. “That's because you're special Elena right from the beginning. The prophecy is about to come to pass. I will teach you three great magic spell words from the book of the shadows which you would use only if you are sure it is necessary and you have only one chance to use such a spell.” The winter fairy spirit said, flipping through the book. Elena watches her carefully while she meditates for some minutes until she finally says; “The three words are sotuminu! mustangs vinix! vox tum sanctum vinum!” she tells Elena.

Letting them feel my presence a second time, it was time they knew. This was an added power I didn't even realise I had, how I was able to command and reach out to all the wolves. The wind that had been slowly blowing then gradually increased in intensity till the flaps of the tent were blowing all over the place. My eyes were blazing red and my claws were out and ready. "Cassie Parker. Commander and Queen of wolves, mate and Queen of Hades, to Hell and its King. I summon all wolves to rise in power, to head forth to where I stand with their allegiance to me as their queen or they would fall under my reign.

The abandoned bell tower rose from out of the fog behind her. “Witchbitch, witchbitch,” he tittered, grinning his spiderish grin. “Deviate from us.” “Do you?” Crickets chirred in the grass. Went silent. “No more, I said.” “Look . . . killer of children. Killer of beasts.” Katie’s eyes were ablaze now. She stretched her crimson arms out at her sides, waggling her fingers gently upward, coaxing. Blood dripped and soaked into the earth.“Rise, my lambs. My darlings. Rise.”

“Consider me your witchy assistant.” “We didn’t go over this yet, but there are seven different types of magic a witch has in her arsenal. Most of the time we’re only successful at one or two of those types, but that doesn’t mean we can’t try.” Rowena glided forwards and her glossy red sandals caught the light as she moved. “The séance Cordelia is about to preform is actually a summoning spell, which stems from spirit magic.” “Can you do more than just call on ghosts?” Breyona cooed, yanking the last of the curtains shut.

I spoke to the sky as though it were a person. I closed my eyes to recite the black magic spell to summon the Brakoon demon “Akkrisis! Traas traas, helmott, ek astraa rohek, kiironn, draa iksss straataa...! A dying son of Arakis has summon you for help!”