"With so many people around I can't perform the ritual," the woman crossed her hand over her chest.
"Only I will stay here, you guys should wait outside," Silja looked at Samuel.
"But.."
"Do as I say," Silja looked at the man and said in an authoritative voice.
Zivan pulled Samuel's hand and the three of them went out leaving Silja and Angerboda with Donovan.
"Start," Silja ordered the witch.
"Control your aura. I can't work in a pressured environment," Angerboda rolled her eyes.
Silja pursed her lips and turned her gaze to Donovan.
Angerboda created a half-circle around Donovan's bed with a string of letters that she wrote with the blood of an animal.
Then she put the cut on her palm and the blood trickled on Donovan's body.
She let exactly seven drops of blood fall on his body before she started to chant the spells.
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