Towards midnight, a lone figure appeared in the center of the ice zone of the ring of the seasons.
"Finally," — Arabel said, feeling the last restrictions imposed by the System dissolve, and she regains her full strength.
Arabel shuddered slightly as she recalled her punishment. Now she will think three times before scolding her system. A wheel of punishments flashed through her mind, which she spun, just like the lottery wheel.
Lucky for her or not, it was exactly what she had been through the last day.
Arabel didn't want to think about what other punishments might await her behind the other hidden cells of the punishment wheel.
Putting aside all her thoughts, Arabel hummed and walked over, crouching down, began to pour the element of ice into the seed of the ice elemental she had planted.
After giving away almost half of her mana, Arabel nodded in satisfaction, stood up, and walked a little to the side, crouching down.
