From MC's Perspective:
"Do you have an antidote?" The 5th Elder Alec asked.
Vera shakes her head in response.
Alec's eyes flash with a firm glint.
"Be ready to protect your mana core. It will be difficult to cure it if mana gets polluted," Alec said.
The poisonous miasma in front of them is a kind of magic. It can pollute the mana of wizards, which can be said to cripple them.
"Follow me," Alec said before entering the forest.
Vera nodded and followed him from behind. Both of them disappeared into the poisonous mist.
Shortly afterwards,
They came to the mound where their connection was cut off.
"It's here," Alec said in a grave tone.
Then he saw that the place looked ordinary. There were no signs of fighting traces on the ground. Usually, magic battles leave behind traces of magic spells.
Earlier, he had seen the traces of a wind magic spell. But here, nothing could be seen on the ground.
