The memory ended in such a hurry that it didn't even give Sellers much time to react.

The world in his eyes returned to color, and the ground under his feet was like water, slowly swallowing the meditation basin like a swamp that devoured life.

But instead of leaving the place at once, he stood there for a long time, appreciating the unusual magic that Posival had spoken of.

There is a benefit to mastering ancient magic, not just the power of spells

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