"Let me see... holy power, I praise my eternal Lord and Father... Wait, why are these two runes..." Constantine frowned at the runes in the basement.
The Magic Circle he had drawn was an inverted triangle overall, with a rune at each of its three points that could be used to channel sacred magical power. Two of the runes had lit up, but one simply would not.
Constantine had no choice but to walk over to that rune, erase the mark he had drawn, and begin outlining the pattern again using unicorn and elf blood from Maia's magical world, along with newborn lamb's wool, deer antler, and deer blood commonly used in Christian offerings.
Tim and Jason stood on either side with their arms folded, watching him draw. After a while, Jason clicked his tongue and said, "Why do I feel like there's something wrong with the image of the Holy Spirit you drew? Are you sure the things hanging from either end of the cross are cow ears and cowhide? And this—this doesn't look like a Christian symbol at all. Why does it look like something left behind by Carthaginian culture?"
Constantine looked Jason up and down. Jason was wearing a red jacket with a baseball team logo on it, dark wide-legged jeans, and rubber boots. He looked increasingly unlike a magical prodigy, which made the specialized terms coming from his mouth all the more jarring.
"Even I can tell that the symbol connecting these two runes is wrong." Tim sighed, pointing at the linking symbol Constantine was drawing. "Isn't the direction of this backflow power reversed? And I have a feeling that even if it does work, it won't be able to supply energy to that rune beside it at maximum efficiency."
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