The moment I lifted the time pause— the world snapped back into motion. Athena and Ate Clydelle were already there, waiting outside my room. We immediately began the Sealing Ritual, a sacred technique rooted in Terra Fortium, now known as the Viking Empire. We wove the protective bonds, creating a shield of power to ensure that he won't be able to breach me once I slipped into the astral plane.
"Thank you," I said, my voice soft with genuine relief, embracing both Athena and Ate Clydelle. A warm smile finally broke through the tension.
Ate Clydelle, who had spearheaded the arduous research into astral travel, cut straight to the chase. "Where will you perform the projection?"
"The kitchen," I decided immediately.
A puzzled frown touched Athena's brow. "Why there? It's hardly the most secluded spot."
