Elio addressed the gathered crowd. His voice resonated throughout the square...
A murmur rippled through the multitude. Some faces showed concern, but most shone with enthusiasm.
"Five mana points for an invocation?" a voice called out. "That's a bargain!"
"But we need that mana to live," another protested.
A retired soldier stepped forward. "What good is saving mana if the Founder kills us all? I'll give everything I can!"
The crowd began to stir, excitement quickly overcoming any initial doubts. People pushed forward, eager to contribute.
"Take my points!" "I can go hungry today if it means having an invocation tomorrow!" "For the freedom of our city!"
Elio watched, amazed, as people offered their mana points. Many gave more than the suggested five points, some even offering all they had left for the day, keeping only what was necessary to breathe.