"Hephaestus, I've troubled you this time around. Although I'd love to promise to visit and chat more often when I have the time, the chances are, it will be quite a while before I can."
In the Void Forging Palace, next to the now tranquil Eternal Flame, Muria, whose reserves were nearly emptied, took out all the collectibles that could be of use and thanked the spirit.
"What trouble? It's my duty. I'm glad to help you. But what do you mean by your latter statement? It sounds like you're about to be sealed away or something."
The spirit of the void, formed from pure energy, showed a puzzled face. Muria's words sounded off as if he was about to fall into misfortune.
"It's not a sealing, but it's not much different. I'm entering voluntarily. If I can successfully break free, my strength will leap across several levels. If I fail, it would only mean a loss of freedom, which isn't too bad either," Muria explained.
