As the birds of this world traveled the sky singing their songs, two men, one in his teens and one in his twenties, were sitting under a gazebo situated in the middle of a courtyard with four houses at the corners.
Magus Xion was guiding the youth named Emery, who had his eyes closed, concentrating as best as he could, not minding the sweat dripping down his face.
The magus was teaching Emery how to cultivate the Spirit Core of Darkness, as well as how he should cast his spells from now on according to what Grand Magus Zenoia had said.
Of course, the first step had already been done. That was learning to control the flow of energy through mastering the infusion spell. Now that Emery had the foundation for it, he was ready for the second step, although Emery was a bit worried about what Magus Xion was about to teach him with his unique circumstances.
