'That attack now, it was pure mana, yet it carried such destruction,' Ken thought for a moment as he looked at the abomination, his grip on his sword refused to loosen, as though a moment of breath would cause their deaths. He shifted his weight to his back foot, preparing to launch, his gaze steady.
"This abomination, how does it power the core in its chest?" Ken asked.
Ross glanced at him. He saw Ken was ready to attack again. A soft smile escaped him. He turned his head back and held his sword tight as well. "Abominations are loved by mana, they are what this world believes is the truth of existence. All beings that accept mana should become one of these and listen to the voice of mana," Ross explained.
"Oh, so in summary, it recharges with the mana in the air around it," Ken said.
