Hours after arriving at The Vile Altar...
Deep in the ruins of this remote area of Scott Province, Vicente's unconscious body lay in the center of the dark area he had encountered hours earlier.
By now, the darkness of the area had returned to normal. Still, the place was somewhat different, without the previous negativity that had frightened the young Fuller.
On the other hand, the area's natural mana had increased and concentrated around the black-haired man lying unconscious in the middle of the ancient altar.
His chest rose and fell with a certain frequency, while his breathing was good, like that of a sleeping person.
But in Vicente's consciousness space, his first Magic Gem and its two pentagrams were reaching their peak after the sacrifice of the spirit hours ago.
