"This has to be a wild dream. Just how can she accept an undead species to obtain a light element? Wasn't this supposed to only be given to pure souls? Even humans—not even priests in the church who worship the holy goddess of light—cannot obtain light element magic!!"
Ben looked in the mirror, confused. The orb was dim in light and was even faintly blinking as if it were out of energy. "Why am I getting light magic so special? Isn't there something like a luck factor? I was lucky, so I got that."
"You won't understand even if I say, and I don't have time left to say anything either. I am leaving you and your friends out of my space. I need to have a last conversation with my daughter. I am hoping the village is saved."
With this faint echoing voice, Ben found the world around him twisting and turning, and in an instant, he was teleported into the village where the church once stood.
