Chapter 131: Temporary Freedom
As Tarah watched the sun dip below the horizon, she felt a sense of determination wash over her. With the first quarter moon of the month ascending into the sky, she knew that the time had come to begin the ritual. Tarah had been eagerly awaiting the arrival of the first quarter moon, and she was relieved when it appeared just in time.
"It is time," Tarah murmured, her voice steady as she began to chant the spell. Before her, the vial containing an angel’s blood, Dana’s blood, began to shimmer, forming a thread that slowly wound its way toward Tarah’s forehead.
As the thread of Dana’s blood made contact with her forehead, Tarah felt a sharp, burning pain shoot through her veins. But she held firm, understanding that this discomfort was a necessary part of her journey towards temporary freedom from Devon’s spell.
She had learned about this ritual from Dana’s journal, which detailed how to temporarily break free from the punishment of the Tophet Bloodchain Spell. According to the journal, performing the spell under the first quarter moon phase provided maximum effectiveness. Tonight, with the moon at its quarter phase, was the perfect time to enact the ritual.
With each pulse of pain, she felt the angel’s blood merge with her own, creating a protective barrier around her mind. Slowly, the mixture traveled through her veins, making its way to the mark on her back.
As it reached its destination, Tarah felt a surge of energy radiate from the mark, its previous black glow replaced by a brilliant white light. At that moment, she knew that she was one step closer to breaking free from the darkness that had held her captive for so long.
According to the journal, the temporary freedom granted by the ritual could last up to a year, or perhaps even less. But for Tarah, this duration was more than sufficient. She knew that Ezekiel’s mission to eliminate Devon was nearing success, and once he achieved that, she and Levi would be completely free from the Demon King’s spell.
Tarah’s tears flowed freely as she finished the ritual, overwhelmed by the emotions coursing through her. "Finally, I can curse that damn monster!" she exclaimed through gritted teeth. The weight of her temporary freedom filled her with joy, knowing that she had achieved it through the guidance of the journal and her own diligent practice.
But there was no time to dwell on her emotions. "I have to get ready now," she reminded herself, quickly rising to her feet to attend to the remaining tasks at hand.