The weather became unpredictable. The fight between the three Legendary Wizards and the mysterious man still had not ended. Behind the dark doors of the castle, shadows whispered the name of their creator, while the word death seemed to echo through every corner. The House of Spirits, the legendary spell of the Old Wizard, was not merely a spell of healing. Hidden within its ancient magic was another power a way to kill, but not in any ordinary way. Yet there was one weakness. The spell had never been perfected, The Old Wizard had created it many years ago, but because of his age, the magic remained incomplete and difficult to control. The spell began to collapse. The two wizards realized they could no longer remain there, suddenly a light came from the wizard, it was glowing, it seemed to be dangerous. «foziane! Get the hell out of there» centinella shouted, when the old wizard tried to use the trees to save him. «foziane!» she screamed but it was too late, he was so inj