"AHHH!" Ossian's power-filled roar echoed in the dream place as mana currents phased through Adam's apartment ceiling, painting the red sky blue.
The ghost king's mana circuit pulsed like veins under his ethereal skin, shimmering with arcane lights as his eyes brightened with joy. Despite his terrible agony, he now felt the pain was worth it.
With a childish smile unbefitting his position and rank, he heard the man's fleeting words. "Have fun playing with mana, and don't forget to give them the essence."
In a heartbeat, he turned, his heart filled with gratitude to thank him.
However, he frowned, noticing he was gone already, leaving him alone with the sleeping ghost. Dismissing the man's departure, he laughed after scanning his soul's stability, saying, "Hahaha. I can finally advance but must remain hidden, or the three dogs will visit me."
