Previously…
The voice of the Spectator vanished from Siegren's mind as the sun slowly rose from the horizon. Candy skies and a warm hue enveloped the grounds, swallowing the darkness.
His hand then reached to the priestess' cheek.
Mana is a force that could be transferred, but it could pose a harm in the two individuals if there is incompatibility within them.
Siegren then lifted the chin of the girl he held in his arms.
As the dawn finally broke, his lips found hers.
He parted his lips, moved a bit until her lips parted from the kiss he gave.
A core of gold poured out of his mouth, gently flowing into hers. The core gently distributed into her body, filling the emptiness inside her.
Siegren parted away tentatively, watching Lumi's eyes open, now basking under the light of the morning sun.
Lumi, who seemed to be still half asleep, gave Siegren a sleepy grin.
"Good morning."
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