"What does this mean?" Diana examined the crystal in her hands, turning it over warily.
"One million mana points each," Zahyla responded casually, as if discussing the weather. "Since you're so interested in understanding each other, why not use that lovely potion of yours? I'm dying to know what you'll learn."
Lila looked at her crystal skeptically. "Why would you do this?"
"Boredom? Scientific curiosity?" Zahyla shrugged. "Besides, there's something deliciously ironic about giving you mana. Did you know that artromus are the true owners of mana? That's why they call you parasites."
She moved closer to the barrier, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial tone. "I can generate almost any amount I want from our deposits. The problem is that it's useless to me. I can't buy things like you can, can't use it with the statues... it's like having a fortune in a currency that no one will accept from my hand..."
