Sorcery’S Sign Manhua

As the moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the abandoned castle, Aria stood at the edge of a crumbling parapet, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and excitement. The wind whispered through the cracks in the stone walls, carrying the faint scent of ancient magic. Clutching the worn leather-bound grimoire to her chest, Aria closed her eyes and recited the incantation she had spent weeks deciphering. The air around her crackled with energy, sending shivers down her spine. In a flash of blinding light, the Sorcery's Sign blazed to life in her outstretched hands, illuminating the darkness with its otherworldly glow. But before Aria could fully grasp the power at her fingertips, a chilling voice echoed through the chamber. "So, the foolhardy necromancer seeks to wield the Sorcery's Sign," sneered a cloaked figure emerging from the shadows. It was the leader of the ancient coven, his eyes gleaming with malice. Aria's breath caught in her throat as she recognized the malevolent aura that surrounded him. She knew then that the true test had begun, as she and Kael would face their most formidable adversary yet. With a defiant resolve burning in her eyes, Aria stepped forward, ready to confront the darkness that threatened to engulf Erebus. Beside her, Kael unsheathed his silver blade, his gaze unwavering. Together, they stood as a beacon of hope in the face of overwhelming odds. For in that moment, they understood that the fate of their world rested on their shoulders, and the Sorcery's Sign would reveal its ultimate purpose in the crucible of battle.