The Head Butler took a steady breath, his mind brimming with caution as he prepared to channel his mana into the enigmatic symbol. He had no idea what the symbol represented or what it was intended for, but he had little choice but to proceed. he wanted to test the waters.
He began cautiously, releasing a thin stream of mana from his core, letting it flow into the blood-drawn symbol.
At first, nothing extraordinary happened. The mana connected with the symbol's lines, almost imperceptibly at first. But mere seconds later, the air around the symbol grew heavy, and a deep, crimson glow began to emanate from its edges.
The red light pulsed rhythmically, growing brighter with each passing moment. The Head Butler's brow furrowed as he immediately sensed the growing pull on his mana reserves.
It was then he realized how dangerously wrong his assumptions had been. The symbol, now fully activated, began to devour his mana with alarming speed.
