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“He’s up,” said Solomonarul.
“That’s unusual. He’s stronger than I expected,” said Vedoma. “Prepare your little jars, Solomonar. It’s time.”
I stood up, relieved Vedoma didn’t see me, and turned toward Gabriel. He looked out of it. It had to be some kind of spell Vedoma put on him to help him sober up. She then sent twostrigoito tie his arms to a plank. It looked like a surgery room but in wild conditions.
“Start conjuring, Solomonar,” Vedoma said as she started mumbling something under her nose.
Solomonarul took out his trusty jar and opened the cork. But instead of Windy, a dark cloud flew out and aimed straight for the sky. Suddenly, it began thundering, and the entire meadow became an amalgam of shadows. I glanced at Gabriel, who didn’t even blink at the ferocious sounds in the sky. The numbness overtook him completely. What I would give to soothe some of his pain. I did the only thing possible. I ran and sat next to him.
Strong currents of wind began spreading across. The thunders continued its reverberating threats, after which lightning followed.
“Keep the lightning going,” yelled Vedoma.
Solomonarul listened and held his arms up in the sky. “You can do this, Cloudy.”
Vedoma rushed to Gabriel, took out a dagger, and slashed Gabriel’s inner arms. The only reaction we got was a squint on Gabriel’s face. Blood gushed from both arms. I could see Gabriel’s pallor intensify. Due to the coppery smell, a mob ofstrigoiappeared behind the trees.
“Stand back,” yelled Vedoma and continued whispering her chant. After several minutes, she rushed to the undead beings and stabbed one of them in the heart. She removed the bleeding heart from the already decomposing body, went to Gabriel, and poured the blood into his wounds. Vedoma threw the heart and hovered her hand above Gabriel. For the longest time, nothing happened, then a blueish plasma rose from him. “Solomonar, it’s starting. The witchfire is starting,” Vedoma said.
I heard about the witchfire weather phenomenon before (we usually called it St Elmo’s fire,) but I’ve never heard of a human being able to emit it.
Unsure of what was about to happen, I lay over Gabriel though it didn’t make much of a difference.
Vedoma began reciting an enchantment:
“Non est maius vinculum quam sanguis
sanguis ex sanguine natus est
Sacrificium unicus modus
Visne primo genitis praestantibus viribus?”
The witch looked at Gabriel, waiting for an answer. “Say ‘yes,’ my lord,” Vedoma said with a sweet voice.
With a glassy gaze aiming atx the sky, I thought Gabriel didn’t hear her, but after a few more seconds, he whispered, “Yes.”
My rusty Latin didn’t let me understand everything Vedoma said, except for three words:sanguis,sacrificium, andprimo genitis, which meant blood, sacrifice, and firstborn. This could only mean one thing. No, no, no. Vedoma didn’t suddenly become good. She didn’t plan on making amends. Vedoma tricked Gabriel into sacrificing his firstborn so he could be with me. She wished to stop the prophecy from its fulfillment. Gabriel had made a deal with the devil and didn’t even know it.
Chapter 3
Itried to stop the ritual. I yelled at both Gabriel and Solomonarul but to no avail. Being so helpless broke me. I realized how helpless Gabriel felt and why he chose the deal. But just like he assumed before, there had to be a catch. Vedoma withheld the most important: to unleash such powers while still alive presumed a blood sacrifice. Most likely, it also had to be family, the strongest bond possible.
“To become a superior being your death must come from nature’s hands. Now,” yelled Vedoma to Solomonarul.
Solomonarul guided his bolts of lightning toward Gabriel, and the next moment, an extreme flash hit him. It took less than a second, but it was enough to kill him.
Vedoma conjured a dome around Gabriel and started mumbling a chant. Everything inside the dome began to dry up, even the ropes tied around Gabriel’s wrists, as well as his clothes. His body began to desiccate and slowly transformed into a mummified version of himself. Once Vedoma was done with the spell, she dissipated the dome and remained still. No one could be sure of what was about to happen next.
Slowly, Gabriel reverted to his human self, though he didn’t look alive.
“My work here is done,” Vedoma said and wrapped a black cape around her shoulders and covered her head with a hood.
“What am I supposed to do with him now?” asked Solomonarul.
“Feed him. He’ll need a lot of fresh blood,” said Vedoma and disappeared behind the trees.
“Where am I to get fresh blood from?” yelled Solomonarul. “What did you turn him into? What kind of superior being is he?”
