The moment Azrael stepped into the room, he was greeted by a mesmerizing display of magical energy. It swirled around like a delicate dance of butterflies in a sunlit garden. He couldn't help but be awestruck by the beauty of it all.
The room was an enchanting spectacle, with the magical energies harmoniously interweaving, creating a tranquil and balanced atmosphere that was truly a sight to behold.
'This room is brimming with magic energy, and it all dances in perfect harmony. Not a single thread of magic seemed out of place or in a chaotic state; this was a beautiful symphony of enchantment,' Azrael marveled silently.
Azrael couldn't help but notice that his own connection to magic had become more acute. His training in transforming his body into a mana container was starting to show its effects.
It was as if he could feel the pulse of magic weaving through the air, a sensation that left him in wonder.
