[center][h1] The Blood Iron Princess [/h1][/center]
[i] Drakos Estate; Summoning Chamber [/i]


Even with the preparations her people had gone through before hand, Serene had decided to go through the checks again herself. The circle etched into the ground, she checked to make sure it was perfect, or as close as possible. It checked. She rechecked the chant, confirming that the book on site matched the records. She checked to confirm she had her catalyst, which she did. She checked to make sure that...the blood was ready. PETA be damned, blood was potent. She felt almost bad for the chicken soon to die, but everything had to be perfect.

She’d dismissed her staff, letting them go do their own thing, but ready incase something went horribly wrong. She looked at the small pair of knives on the table set outside the circle. One was for the animal, the other...was for something else. She took in a breath, then let it out. She grabbed the chicken, and with the other hand, grabbed the first knife. With skill, she slit the creatures throat, letting the rich blood drop into the circle, fill as needed. She could feel the faint energy starting to flow, called by the blood magic. She tossed the carcass aside, already feeling dirty. She took the other knife, and carefully...pricked her finger, squeezing a few drops into the circle. It was extra, but hopefully her mana/prana rich blood would assist in summoning. She grabbed the book from the other table, and began to follow the words written down in red ink...she hoped it was red ink and not blood.

[i]Let silver and steel be the essence.
Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation.[/i]

The chant started out soft, but rose in volume and strength, line by line, word by word. The circle would begin to glow and respond in turn, the summoning ritual igniting, the catalyst placed in the center, the drawing of the “perfect man” the food that would guide her wish towards the Throne of Heroes. The more she spoke, the faster this went, until finally, the response came, a blazing surge of energy that became a blinding light, as the servant was ripped from the throne...and light engulfed the room, leaving Serene for the moment, disoriented…
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