However, in Kexlote, Hill could feel that the content of elements was average, very harmonic; the elements were suppressed by divine power and were very submissive, easily absorbed by the body.
The space elements were firmly pressed within the ore deposits, not a trace of them showing.
If you're not a Magic Master, it's best not to reside in this city for long.
Long periods of meditation could very likely be penetrated by divine power.
You might unwittingly become a follower of the God of Time and Space and still believe it was your own choice.
Hill leaned against the window, looking at the bustling and lively Undead Tribe below.
His mind, muddled for many days, had finally cleared up.
He had been paying too much attention to William and the Undead Tribe recently.
Overestimation is a common human flaw. In other's eyes, something might not be important, but once it happens to oneself, it seems of great importance.
