Chapter 78 - The Boulder's Trial

Elvira gathered all the magic she could conjure and stood before the enormous boulder, her fingers shaking. Her spell crackled through the air as she hurled her energy toward the rock, but the moment it touched the ground, the force vanished, glimmering faintly before vanishing into the earth. A chilly, solid sentinel stood in their way, the boulder still unmoving. With a look of frustration on her face, she turned to face her fellow witches. Behind her, they were gathered together, their expressions reflecting her own despair. Even though the tunnel was moist and cold, the weight of their captivity made the air feel oppressive and heavy. She searched for a glimmer of a solution in the eyes of the others, but all she saw was the same worry that had been bothering her ever since they had been trapped. One of their coven's powerful witches, Anika, took the initiative, “Let me try” she said firmly, her shoulders squared. There was a hint of confidence in her speech, but her post