After a while, Lucien regained his calm and sat down in the middle of the plateau-shaped peak. He took a couple of deep breaths and glanced around him, his eyes were following the mana particles of this world.
The mana flow appeared to be similar to that of his world. If only a bit denser. The surprising part, however, was the fact that the particles seemed to be connected to the mountain itself by some strange force.
"Weird," he muttered in confusion.
Lucien wasn't sure why, but the longer he focused on the mana the easier it was to feel it. He had spotted the first difference between this world and his.
Back home, mana was present all around. It wasn't bound to anything, or at least Lucien didn't feel that it was. The particles freely floated about with no obstructions.
