The Triforge

"What are we doing, if I may ask?" said Mason as he saw Li kneel to the ground.

Mercer corrected his brother with triumphant flair. "Obviously, the seer is blessing the soil before he leaves."

"Ah," nodded Mason.

Meanwhile, the three beastwomen, Old Thane, and Zagan had stepped backwards, sensing the magical energy beginning to emanate from Li as he chose on a familiar to summon, putting its image in his mind and then channeling his magical energy to fill in that image such that it could manifest upon reality.

A spark of green crackled from Li's hand, arcing into the dirt beneath. The spark instantaneously spread out into a lit-up circle of arcane symbols flashing with green, though at its center, framing Li, there was another circle that shone with ominous hints of orange and red.

The ground lurched, as if it had been made water for one instant and swelled up and down, and Mason and Mercer both fell on their backs in utter surprise.