As the sun lowered its gaze to the orange glow of evening,
Rion strode past the Redwood trees and climbed his way to his cave.
After stepping inside the cave, his eyes instinctively shifted towards the square hole that was being brightened by the sunlight pouring down the cracks.
His breath hitched, and he walked towards it. His heart began to beat faster as the expectations bloomed within him, and he knelt beside it.
Nearly a month had passed after he let the purple smoke in the square hole, and now was the time for him to check if his hypothesis was right or not.
Fwoosh!
Golden aura flames flickered around his hands, and he placed his hands on top of the stone slab that worked as the lid for the square hole.
Darkness flooded his vision as everything except the lid disappeared from his senses, and he focused all of his mind on forming a thin layer of golden aura beneath the stone slab.
