The eight three-year-olds sat down and closed their eyes. They already had a clear understanding of their mana pathways.
These mana pathways of theirs weren't activated yet. It only needed them to sense it for a moment before it became fully visible to themselves.
"As for you, Nephilim, you already have your mana, but it's too little for you to etch your mana pathways onto your soul. You will become exhausted just by starting," Lawrend said.
Nephilim slowly nodded her head.
"So, I will help you drain your mana. This will be painful, but it shouldn't be a problem for a half-angel like you," Lawrend continued.
"Yes, Father. I will bear the pain," Nephilim solemnly replied.
"Good. Lay down here."
Lawrend patted the table with a mattress beside him. Aleshia had just finished putting it there. It wasn't a problem for her because of her stronger physical strength due to her high accomplishment in magic.
