"That thing I told you wouldn't be a problem? It became a problem." Damian stated plainly after finishing his incantation. That would buy a little time. "This was supposed to be the safest place to hide that book. The vale was keeping it in a dormant state, but whatever you cooked up had some unforeseen side effects." He was nervously gesturing while he talked. The black fog was shaking his unflappable confidence.
"It-It's not just dark magic: It's anti-life. That thing can give the power to subjugate the living as well as the dead, and it might even reveal how to create dementors. Just thinking of it feels like a splinter in my minds eye." It wasn't just the fog; black lines, like veins or tree branches had begun to slowly stretch across the stone floor. The air felt thick and oppressive. If they listened closely, they could hear the whispers of forbidden knowledge, or was that all in their heads?
"We. I have to destroy it."
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