The End of The World

Havermouth, Present Time

“This is going to be close,” Connery murmured as he painted the last lines of the rune. “And we’d better hope that this works.”

“Just as a backup, though, right?” Meguitte watched through the window as Sigrid led Leighton and Verina across the street.

“We’ll see what the Mer have in their magic bag, first,” Connery agreed. “This is just in case they fail to deliver. I’m reluctant to use it for multiple reasons, as you know.”

She did. For starters, they weren’t confident at all about the runes used. Rather than replicate Leighton’s spell precisely, without knowing what the runes they weren’t familiar with did, they had decided to try to substitute the more commonly known runes that they believed shared commonalities with Leighton’s mysterious ones, and that would make sense in the usage.

Secondly, in order to hide the runes from Leighton, they’d had to space them fairly wide and disguise them in the scenery. The bigger the circle, the more space between runes,