Feeling slightly guilty because of his late answer to the previous call for help, Eric was the first to reach the almost lifeless body at the bottom of the crater he had created weeks before.
He experimented with its effects just a minute before, but for whatever reason, mana didn't work as it should here.
The previously inconceivable doubt was now in his head.
*Is it because of my attack?! *
When he was a tamer, he didn't ever experience such a strange occurrence.
The most he remembered was talking in the past with the wasted Circe, partying because of some so-called magical void discovery.
His memory didn't give him more help than that regarding the topic at the present moment.
*I was probably drunk myself… *
Uncertain if it was proper to ignore the problem and only focus on the injured subject, now in his sight, Eric tended to him, using his mana-less Phoenix life-saving powers.
