Master Jonathan and Ceres stood in front of the altar, watching as the Mana Seed slowly began to stir. The process of awakening it was a bit long, but they knew it was necessary to harness its power.
Master Jonathan continued to monitor the machinery, making sure everything was running smoothly. The unknown man, who had been drained of his magical energy, was now unconscious on the altar, his body weak and frail.
As the Mana Seed began to awaken, the color of the Seed began to glow brighter and brighter. The machinery that Master Jonathan had constructed hummed with power as it siphoned the magical energy from the sacrifice into the Seed. Ceres watched in awe as the Seed began to pulse with energy.
The Mana Seed relentlessly drew in the magical energy from the unknown man, its glow growing stronger as it fed. With each passing moment, it seemed to become more and more alive, pulsing with power and potential.
