Slowly, Thoren's finger grazed against the edge of the ancient page.
Nothing happened.
The terrifying soul attack from earlier did not appear again.
Seeing this, a deep sigh of relief escaped slowly from his lips.
A bead of sweat rolled quietly down his cheek.
That single detail alone revealed how tense and nervous he truly was inside.
Although his expression remained calm outwardly, his nerves had already tightened to the extreme.
Now that he confirmed the hidden attack was no longer active, his movements became faster and far more confident.
Carefully, he gripped the edge of the strange black page before turning it slowly.
Swish.
The page felt unusually heavy beneath his fingers.
However, the weight remained manageable.
As the page turned gradually, Thoren finally saw the contents hidden within the ancient book clearly.
