Standing in the air far above the valley of mist, Kellor condensed a globule of water in his hands before swallowing it whole and smiling slightly.
Back when he had been taken in by his master after being noticed for his natural talent in influencing elementary particles, this was one of the first spells he had learned. As woodcutting had become the passion of his soul, his master had always encouraged him to continue the activity whenever he could. During those times, his master had personally taught him this spell so that he could drink water to refresh himself whenever needed.
As the memories of the mysterious man who had always seemed much more powerful than the level he was known to be at passed through his mind, Kellor automatically took out the snake shaped trinket which was the last link he had left.
Seeing that there was still no return message, he sighed before putting it back.
