The black flame plunged into the uncharted depths of the well. The brave wanderer descended lower and deeper with each passing second, breaking through the seemingly impenetrable veil.
At first, it had difficulty going further. The black matter stubbornly repelled the intruder's onslaught. When it couldn't do so, it decided to engulf the stranger.
However, the flame was no ordinary, useless product of the fire element and didn't give up without a fight. Instead of providing light, its glow was imbued with destructive properties. Under normal circumstances, it would be useless... but here?
The flame felt like a fish in water. Driven by mana and Ramiel's will, it began to destroy, devour, and absorb the element of darkness around it.
