Areyos stood up, his confident steps barely disturbing the grass. He stopped in front of the water, extended his arm, and released his aura. A calm, controlled wave of energy burst forth, flowing like a river. Its bluish glow cast dancing shadows across the faces of the onlookers.
Dezeil, watching from the shade of a tree, glanced at Barrios.
You've trained them very well, Barrios. I'd already noticed it with Kaiser, and now with Areyos… Their auras are well-developed and stable, with a constant, controlled flow, he thought, his narrowed eyes reflecting his admiration.
Slowly, the runes engraved around the spring began to glow golden, as though awakened by an ancient will. The gold dust at the bottom of the water rose in shimmering spirals, swirling around the lotus flower.
