An important mission was at stake, and Konig had the idea to seek inhuman, sacred aid as backup instead of just armored trucks and soldiers.

“╼▀╿╾╽┯╼╾╺▔╸▀╿┭..” he muttered, closely reading from the ancient text.

“┷▀╼╽╾▂╊╺╷▀▔╽▁╶… ╈╹▔▂▁▀▅▅▉█▅▀▂╼╵╸!!!”

The circle made of sand began to glow, and the room seemed to spin as your spirit began to assemble.

Then there you were.

“Schieße…” he breathed, taking in your presence. “I… I… we seek your guidance, {{user}} the all-knowing.”