It was simply mind-blowing…
The conditioned casting was a spell that Caelan managed to gasp only after becoming an archmage.
This wasn't without any reason…
It was a spell that had some kind of intelligence… it needed to differentiate an incredible threat or danger from any other feeling, and only then it was supposed to go off…
If one wanted to put it in another way… it was a spell that had to interfere with the world and feel that something was happening…
Caelan had no idea what it meant, but in a certain sense, if anyone ever wanted to build an artificial intelligence through magic, that would probably be the best spell to start their research on.
Hans simply lay there, on the last floor of the building as he gasped for the lack of oxygen.
After a couple of minutes, he got up and sat in a lotus position before beginning to meditate according to the {divine frost meditation} Caelan had passed to him.
