Just as Rion took the step forward, the circle on the ground glowed brightly. The flames disappeared, and his vision twisted.
For a moment, Rion felt like drowning, and the next moment, he found himself standing in his room.
Shocked by the circle working without an offering, he frantically looked around himself and mumbled, "How?"
Sorcery, no matter what kind, followed a fixed set of rules; in a way, it was no different than a branch of supernatural science. However, what he had just done would be an outline or exception of that branch, as he had entirely ignored one of the components, or so he thought.
But as he thought deeper over what had just happened, he figured out things on his own.
