This spell is a part of the Blotting spell chain and is found in the Blotting rune stone.
There is a moment, one that is experienced by soldiers, by survivors, by anyone who has stood in a place where something terrible was about to happen, when everything changes without anything visibly changing. The air doesn't move differently. The light doesn't shift. And yet something in every instinct simultaneously agrees that the situation has fundamentally, irrevocably darkened.
The Darkening is the timoramancer reaching through Dread and producing that moment deliberately. Not a spell of shadows or extinguished light - nothing so visible or so simple. What spreads across the battlefield is a feeling. A collective and simultaneous wrongness that settles over every enemy present like a change in weather. Their bodies register it before their minds can name it. The hairs rise. The stomach drops. The breath shortens. Anxiety takes hold in every enemy on the battlefield as Dread whispers to each of them individually and all of them simultaneously that something here has changed and whatever comes next will not be good. They are not wrong. They simply don't know yet how right they are.
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