In the external space, darkness had descended over the cave. The Void spell heightening the eeriness to even greater heights due to the banishment of sound.
The Vassals surrounded Aden who lay still on the ground in a frenzied state, each of them letting out low hums of strange spells, while their fingers worked to weave intricate magic circles above him, sending down showers of shiny dark energy on his body.
He didn't stir. If not for the slightly rhythmic falling and dropping of his chest, any onlooker might have mistaken him to be part of the departed.
'Zero. What happened to him?' Lorelei asked with hidden panic as she poured more energy into her magic circle.
Zero was too busy filtering the impurities from the spells casted by the other Vassals to answer. If they were to heal their Master under any circumstance, the purity of their Void energy had to remain absolute.
