"Do you mean the Mana Oath?" Ryuk asked, noticing Valhale's mistake. He stood without any support, fully restored to his peak condition, a fact that did not escape Valhale's attention.
"No, I meant the Mana Path," Valhale corrected, folding his hands behind his back and fixing his eyes on Ryuk's narrowed gaze. "It's a flow predetermined by mana, the fundamental source of any being, guiding one toward a destiny."
'....' Ryuk glanced at Esme, who was tracing her fingers vigorously on his palm, trying to dissuade him from accepting the mana path her grandfather intended for him.
Indeed, she was aware of her family's tradition. Except for her father, everyone had taken a mana path that required complete submission of their bodies to protect Titanora, never leaving the land until their end.
She also knew that the young man beside her was only here temporarily.
He was like an illusion, uncertain of when he might vanish.