Miller and the others watched the process nervously.
Even though they didn't understand divination, they could all feel that unsettling mysterious aura in the air.
"Damn, this thing looks like some kind of evil ritual," Blake muttered quietly, unconsciously gripping the War Axe.
"Shut up, Blake," Camilla glared at him, "Any interference could affect the outcome of the divination."
A few minutes later, the bones stopped moving, forming a disturbing pattern on the divination board.
The seven bones created a twisted star shape, but Ron immediately noticed something unusual:
Three bones pointed in the same direction—deeper into the Abyss.
The blood in the divination board began to flow spontaneously.
Blood formed connecting lines between the bones, creating a complex network with the center point exactly corresponding to Ron's current position.
All the imagery was obscure, requiring the diviner to use their knowledge and intuition for interpretation.
