Third Person's POV
Their struggle intensified.
Slowly hours passed.
The once-deep darkness of the chamber now held a faint eerie glow as remnants of scattered dark mana lingered in the air and were no longer held tightly by the walls.
Ethan exhaled deeply and opened his eyes as he felt the effects of hours of meditation weighing heavily on him.
He estimated that it was already night.
Rising to his feet, he stretched slightly and rolled his shoulders before glancing around.
The chamber was no different from before—at least, to his eyes as of this moment.
He had no idea what had just transpired within the walls around him.
After a final glance at his surroundings, he started making his way back toward the dark well and was completely unaware that a foreign force had just become a part of him.
Ethan made his way to the dark well as his mind remained heavy with contemplation.