The Founder was quick with his pace as he went further than the ancient range where he had attempted to train Draig before flying to a whole new place, a continent that was covered by black soil and ravenous beasts.
"What is this place" asked Draig as they landed.
"This is where the war took place, this is the handiwork of a battle between Gods and Devils. Take a good look, I want you to see what the result of true power looks like." stated the Founder feeling this place would be good for training the boy up.
"I can't feel any mana here" stated Draig suddenly causing the Founder to chuckle.
"Why would you, this land is dead. Mana is the energy that fuels the life of the land, so in this cursed place why would there be a need for such energy. In fact, that is part of the reason I brought you here." smirked the Founder before his hand shot out and gripped Draig's tome alerting the young Feratu that something terrible was about to happen.
