The circular light

Rudra closed the door to his small, dimly lit room, ensuring no one could intrude upon what he was about to do. The weight of his decision hung heavily in the air as he moved to the center of the room and sat down cross-legged on the cold, hard floor. He took a deep breath, trying to steady the tumultuous emotions within him.

He closed his eyes, shutting out the physical world, and began to move his hands and fingers in intricate patterns, forming symbols that had been passed down through generations of his lineage. Each gesture carried a purpose, each symbol a key to unlocking the latent power within him. His breath grew steady and deep, synchronizing with the rhythm of his movements.

Minutes passed, and a subtle change in the room's atmosphere became apparent. A faint hum, almost imperceptible at first, began to resonate, growing in intensity with each passing second. The air seemed to vibrate, charged with a mystical energy tha