Even so, one of the little figures was now sneaking closer and climbing up Damien's leg.
Uh… Elyon? Is this okay?
Elyon? Please notice what's happening.
Damien's silent pleas went unheard as Elyon continued to glance toward the other small figures hiding behind the pillar.
"They're earth spirits called gnomes," Elyon explained. "Spirits are said to be formed when mana of one of the four elemental attributes gathers and takes shape. They're made almost entirely of magic and are fundamentally different beings from humans."
Huh.
That explained why Damien couldn't feel any weight even though one of the gnomes had climbed onto his shoulder.
It seemed perfectly at ease there, settling into place as if it was its new favorite spot.
It looked like a tiny doll of a young boy—so cute—but… surely it wouldn't bite, right?