While Eldrian was still trying to wrap his head around what this all meant, Ziraili sighed. An action which threw all his thoughts into disarray. Her sigh seemed so disappointed. It made Eldrian question just why she would sigh, as if dismayed.
"Ziraili?" He asked, unable to return to his thoughts.
"I know it's a lot, but we need to get down to business." She said. "Defeating the Alacrad is all fine and swell, but it won't change anything. They are certainly tough opponents, but they only amount to an Ancient beast in strength. And the limitations of this space aren't enough to limit your abilities."
"Still, it was a good starting point." With that, Ziraili asked Eldrian what he thought about magic. Specifically, higher Tiered spells.
"Why do spells use more mana, even when their size doesn't increase?"
