Ethan's POV
The small stream flowed through my hands and soon merged with the dark mana emerging from my index finger arriving at a delicate balance.
As the frost spread, it mapped the internal structure of the lock and weaved itself into its intricate pathways. Bit by bit, the energy solidified and shaped itself into the perfect replica of a key.
When I was confident in my precision, I turned the newly formed ice key in the clockwise direction.
A faint click echoed in the surroundings.
The heavy wooden gates loosened and their resistance faded. With practiced ease, I withdrew the dark key and watched as it emitted a cold misty fog before it dissolved back into my palm.
The dark cold mist was divided into two separate elements and they reintegrated into my body, leaving no trace of my actions.
I took a deep breath and carefully pushed the door open.
