The third circle appeared; it had the least number of root seats, only six hundred and twelve cultists, compared to thousands of people in both circles.
These six hundred and twelve seats formed a huge circle with a large distance between them.
All the cultists sat in these six hundred and twelve seats, except for the three. The shaman, the horned woman, and the dwarf man; three sat on the three circles, formed below the tree.
"The preparations are over. Let's begin," said Shaman, and immediately, I saw the red and white gem lightning up.
I didn't remain curious for long.
A second and a half later, he activated the gems. The rooms we were sitting in moved, they came up and began to wrap around our arms and legs.
I could see people struggling and I wish, they didn't.
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