With a sweep of the baton, Frostmourne's music drew all the other instruments present into sounding together.
Stella's six-ring Destiny Ring had already appeared. The ring and the ritual runes along the edge of the altar beneath her feet glowed together. The blended sounds of the instruments and the mountain wind shook the elements, while the relic's music drove the ether tides into a surge. Flowing light rose from the mountaintop, and the tremor of the Pipe Organ carried the hum of the glowing runes, each note making souls tremble faintly.
As the music gradually swelled, a pillar of light formed atop the peak and shot into the clouds above.
There were seven such beams of light across the entire island. As they appeared, the brass bell at the cliffside of Peak of Fate was also struck. The elements above the Snow Mountain were immediately stirred even more violently by the ritual's power. The Fate's Great Overture ritual had finally begun.
But Shade did not continue playing. Frowning, he set down his flute and, together with the three ladies who had not joined the performance, looked toward the southeast of the Snow Mountain. The sky remained its original color, but yellow sand was actually blowing in on the wind.
Shade knew best what that meant. He did not choose to remain here. Fate's Great Overture was a suite, and the ritual would last at least two hours from beginning to end. It absolutely could not be stopped midway. Sand in the wind meant that the distant twilight was expanding. According to the plan made beforehand, this was the most dangerous situation:
"I'll go take a look over there."
"I'll go with you. Let Professor Danist and Miss Ingram stay behind."
Megan immediately said. After all, someone had to remain here