Summoners: The Forbidden Ritual

Chapter 4: Avinim

Aryna woke up on a small medical bed, a type of mattress that was used in hospitals. She looked around and it was a dark, cramped room, as small as a cell.

Her head started to ache, she was unaware of the incident at Donarium's entrance. Aryna was confused, trying to mind her surroundings.

Aryna started to shout for help, “Hello?! Is there anyone there?! Please, help me!” She heard a very low and rigid voice respond, sending chills down Aryna's spine.

“No one can help you. And you to no one... Aryna Allbourne.” She was horrified with the sound, “Who are you?” trying to search for the speaker, he was hidden in the shadows, making it hard for Aryna to identify him.

“I am.. Legion. You are, holy. But of no use to mortals.” Aryna started to question, “I don't understand. What do you mean?”

The figure then slowly walked up nearer to Aryna, inch by inch the light shone on his face.

Aryna was disgusted by the sight, a man with burnt face, black beady eyes and fangs sticking out of his lips. He was wearing a black leather coat, along with brown shady jeans and combat boots.

Based on the description Aryna would assume he's an Agus, but somehow, this was different. The demonic figure spoke once more, “You will experience a vain death. Shame.” and pounced at Aryna, she screamed fast and quick.

Covering herself with her hands, until she felt his fangs pierce her tender skin. She woke up. Lyle greeted her, he was sitting down on a chair next to her bed.

Aryna was panicking, thinking she was still in her nightmare, Lyle grabbed a hold of her arms as it swung around. “Hey, hey. Calm down, it's okay, you're safe.”

Aryna tried to make of her surroundings once more, “Where am I?” Lyle tried to help her sit up straight, “Donarium, you're inside. Safe. Where you should be.” Aryna realized about her father, “Wait, no. I have to get home. My dad, he's going to be worried sick about me!”

Lyle tried to reason with her, “Hey, it's alright. We'll get you home soon, but for now you have to rest. You used a lot of mana with that last stunt you pulled at the door.”

Aryna then slowly remembered the accident, “I.. I-I lost control. Did I.. did I hurt anyone?” stuttering in fear as she asks.

Lyle reassured her nerves, “No one. You did kinda blow me off my feet, but that's fine. Your magic is strong, i've witnessed it first-hand. Now tell me, why don't you know about being a Summoner?”

Aryna answered “I don't know, no one's told me. Not my dad, anyone. Look, I just wanna go home.” Lyle urged her to stay, “You're the first ever Avinim who doesn't know she's a Summoner. This is rare, you are rare. You need to stay here for a while, for your own safety.”

She stood up and grabbed her shoes, “I thank you, for helping me back at school. But I really need to go.” realizing her clothes been changed. “Wait, where's my dress?”

Lyle nervously answered, “Uhm.. well they said you need to wake up in a more comfortable outfit.” Aryna felt violated, and shouted “You stripped me?!” Lyle was startled and immediately tried to save his own dignity, “No! No, not me. It was Nadia.”

Aryna shouted as she asked, “Who's Nadia?!” then became surprised to hear a response by the door, “I'm Nadia.”

There she saw a stunning young woman, white blonde hair and blue eyes. An incredible figure and bust, making it impossible to seem she is a strong conjurer.

Nadia walked up to Aryna, and put out her hand, offering a shake. “My name is Nadia Glassmorne, pleasure to meet you.” Aryna shook her hand, and replied simply, “Aryna.. Warren.”