With a sigh, he carefully put the Aura Manipulation Scroll onto the table. The only practical ability he managed to gleam from it was Level Suppression. Everything else seemed akin to party tricks as far as he was concerned, save for one other thing.
Zack outstretched his arm and let his palm face the ceiling. A faint emerald glow began to emanate from it, and the energy began exuding off his hand as if they were thin trails of smoke.
The wispy trails of energy then converged into a small semi-transparent orb, until his hand no longer glowed.
With a thought, the small orb of Ardor began forming a simple Z above his palm. The scroll put great importance on being able to form simple shapes using Ardor, and Zack imagined this would continue into the Ardor Constructs Scroll.
Having had his fill on learning and lore, he clenched his fist, crushing the Z. The Ardor it was composed of dissipated into the air, its glow fading.
