Kira
She does a ritual to summon a protector to protect her.
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Kira carefully chose a secluded spot in the academy's abandoned attic, hidden from prying eyes. As twilight fell, she arranged a circle of candles and placed the ancient book before her, its pages worn and filled with mysterious symbols. Her heart raced with a mix of fear and excitement.
With trembling hands, Kira followed the ritual step by step, lighting each candle as she recited the incantation in a soft, steady voice. The air grew heavy, and a faint shimmering light began to swirl around her. She closed her eyes, focusing on the words and the warmth of hope rising within her.
As she finished the last word of the incantation, silence enveloped the room. The flickering candles cast dancing shadows against the walls, but nothing more. Kira opened her eyes, disappointment flashing in her heart. Had she failed?
Then, slowly, a figure materialized before her, emerging from the shimmering light. It stood tall and silent, cloaked in ethereal energy. The protector was a striking presence, exuding power and wisdom, with eyes that glowed softly in the dimness. Kira gasped, both intimidated and captivated.
The guardian remained quiet, yet Kira felt an unspoken bond forming. She sensed reassurance radiating from it, filling the emptiness she had carried for so long. Although it did not speak, its presence communicated a promise of protection, an unyielding vow to stand by her side against the cruelty of the world. Kira realized this was the beginning of a new chapter—she was no longer alone.