"Magic!" Aria internally gasped, finding it difficult to understand what else was capable of causing such a reaction on the ground.
Zyren's powers were not intended to do such a thing; moreover, it coincided perfectly with when the vampire began to chant.
It can't be her bloodline! Aria decided, even as she waited, watching the old woman continue to chant loudly until her voice echoed through the silent walls, even as the symbols that had been drawn into the ground with fresh dark blood continued to glow until they finally stopped.
Aria's gaze was still fixed on the ground when she heard the woman speak again, but instead of chanting, she spoke directly to Aria, who hadn't been expecting it.
"Once I leave, drink from the cup in your hands and then both of you will sleep together!" she said plainly, almost like it was something as simple as breathing.
