"I'm not entirely sure," Sean said, "It isn't a spell I've heard before, but the words felt... Filthy. It was a ritual. There were sacrifices. They were painting runes or something."
"Like it was actually happening to me," Sean said, "It was almost like reliving a terrible memory. The fingers painting bloody runes on my body, the knife, the sounds, the smells."
"It's the maybe that worries me," Sean smiled. "I generally prefer my worlds not facing Armageddon since it interferes with my ability to charm Spanish ladies. With the magic combat, and running in circles."