What is mine is yours

"Huh?" Damon was utterly confused. He knew the voice of course but there was no way that man should be able to communicate with him here and now. He took another breath as he pondered the possibility when suddenly he froze on the spot.

Damon slowly took yet another breath and then another. His eyes wide open he raised his hand and in front of him gathered a small but stable ball of spinning mana.

Mana!

Mana was now present???

Mana, pure, unfiltered, ambient mana was here. In the real world.

His thoughts scattered like leaves in a storm. This shouldn't be possible. The rules of the world didn't allow for it, not yet. Was it because of the divine-level fracture that had been forcibly sealed? Was something covering their world broken because of all of that?

"Its everywhere." Damon muttered. He absent-mindedly played around with that ball of mana, expanding it and compressing it, enjoying the sensation of mana bending to his will.