Elise was ready for the ritual.

At least she thought she was.

So she moved down the corridor, at which entrance she had waited to encourage herself.

Then she ended up before an old Archmage, who for some absurd reason decided to leave his uniform, his right to power behind and instead of wearing robes like every other Archmage with even a hint of self-esteem he wore a strange, colourful shirt, which looked a bit like the clothes poorer people would wear, only more refined.

It was a purple shirt, which normally would not affordable, not even for an Archmage such as him, but there was evidence that the entire colouring was an illusion, so that was not important.

On the height of the old Archmage’s breast was a strangely surreal looking old man with a large, pointy hat and wild flowing robes. In his hand that figure held a short stick, on top of which a seemingly glowing star had been mounted. Out of that stick came a showering of multicoloured sparks. The robes of the figure where blue with yellow stars spattered across.

Beneath that where black symbols, which seemed to be writing in Jonathans native language.

What Elise could not know was that those symbols, which were in fact Latin letters could be read as: ”Every sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic. - But the opposite is also true!”

Jonathan had not told what the figure on that shirt was supposed to be representing, but at least the writing on it was not totally embarrassing.

After Elise had recovered from the shock of seeing Tablos in such strange clothing, especially because he was also wearing these strange ”Jeans” that Jonathan was so fond of, she asked the Archmage if they could begin with the preparations for the ritual.

Instead of responding, Heinrich Tablos opened the door. In the room, which could now be seen by Elise was a ritual circle already premade, in fact, it was the correct one.

Tablos simply gestures her to go into the circle and then proceeded to align a few things, to lit candles and connect a few lines that could trigger an accidental mana explosion if left unsupervised for to long. Elise went into the middle of the ritual circle and placed herself as she had learned.

Tablos then gave her a small series of commands, which mostly consisted out of minor corrections, where she had either misremembered something, or had interpreted the unique structure of the spell formula incorrectly.

A few of them were strange, but nothing to crazy. She would need to move multiple candles during the ritual, but that was not difficult.

Soon thereafter, the ritual was ready, as was she. Tablos ordered her to began, and so she did. In all honesty, the ritual that followed was anticlimactic.

Oh, it was strange in places, mostly because it was old, ancient even, but it was a short ritual, as simple as it could be made by the people who designed it originally.

Jonathan was now able to use magic.