The wind stirred as Kevin stood before the red crystal pillar. It towered high, humming with intense magical energy, its glow pulsing in rhythms with the seal around it.
The mana in the air was thick—almost suffocating—and the earth beneath his boots vibrated slightly, reacting to the unnatural pressure the pillar exuded.
"So this is the source…" Kevin muttered, narrowing his eyes.
The crimson beam of light surged from the crystal, reaching high into the sky like a warning flare.
The moment his gaze locked onto the crystal, a pull tugged at his mana core, like it was trying to draw something from within him.
It was an eerie sensation.
Crack.
Kevin's eyes shifted as the sound echoed across the clearing.
From the shadows just behind the pillar, a figure stepped out—tall, slim, and wrapped head-to-toe in a dark cloak.
Only, two thin space for black eyes, could be seen.
The hood covered the face, as a faint green shimmer danced at their fingertips.
