Regis's Return

"I don't have much mana left from the earlier battles, but I hope this will help."

Eldrin sat on the ground with both hands supporting him, exhaustion apparent on his face.

The magic spell only lasted for twenty seconds, yet it felt like years had been taken off his life.

'Every time I use this, I'm reminded of why other mages hated it…'

Meanwhile, Regis sat up straight with a look of wonder, "Amazing, it feels like my mana has fully recovered!"

"That's just an illusion caused by the magic spell. I had less than half of my mana to begin with, and the cleansing process decreased it even more."

"Is that so? Still, I think this much is fine. Can you continue what you were saying earlier?"

Regis urged the old mage, worry gripping his heart at the thought of Marzak harming his friends.

Knowing the situation they were in, Eldrin did not waste any more time.