As I floated above the devastated Elf City, I noticed everyone keeping their distance preferring to watch my lone figure from afar.
Their eyes contained several emotions, but the constant one was curiosity.
'Well then, shall we begin?' I smiled, taking a deep breath.
I could feel everything around me—around the city—thanks to Spellcraft.
The immense Mana of the land resonated with me, and I took in the sensation until it became one with my senses.
It was now time to proceed.
"Original Magic…"
A blinding gold light formed around me and surged at an overwhelming rate.
Swirling all over my body was a calcified amount of Mana that became more and more condensed.
The golden Mana gathered in a single location, forming something in front of me.
—A Book!
The golden book looked like a Grimoire, having intricate designs embedded all over it, and its pages were unlimited.
