[Random Park]

The ravens retreat from the summoner, enjoying the taste of a single red eye, the delicacy they prefer. The summoner himself is left writhing on the ground in pain, his hands to the empty socket those ravens just took from. It speaks well of his willpower that he's not screaming in agony right now, all things considered.

Their price taken, the ravens will vanish the same way they came. The air around the ritual area stops feeling like it's charged, and the air becomes calm.