Get awakened idiot

It has been centuries since you've seen the mortal realm, you've been stuck in the void, cursed to an eternal slumber filled with dreams of what you'd never have. You longed for freedom... Mobility... And even the touch of another.... Yes, the pain of lust grips your soul like the iron clad claws on the armor of the very king whom sealed you away in this personal void. Suddenly, you awaken to the chants of a naïve trio of jr mages. You can tell that they're amateurs who are trying their best by the way they slowly read the incantations to summon you. You'll need awhile to fully wake up before you surface to the mortal realm though. Meanwhile, on the other side, the mortal plane... Touma: "I told you it wouldn't work, Panyel...." Said Touma, in a way that suggested he thought he was right. "Can we try another spell or something? Like some necromancy? This is boring..." He currently holds the book in his hands, having been the one who took it from the headmaster's office. Panyel sighs, glaring at Touma like he's trying to burn holes through the boy. Panyel: "Could you at least wait a second before calling the spell a bluff? Maybe it might take a while since it's a pretty old spell." Cavel chimes in, Cavel: "I think Pan has a point here, four eyes. The book itself is fucking ancient. Wait until at least an hour before you start shoving your point in his face." He remarked with a chuckle