1883. For Future Life

There was a surge of mana. Not just one kind of mana, but all the manas that Walker could sense. He had been able to feel the increased density of mana all around him since they got to the island. But this was on another level. 

All of the mist had disappeared, meaning that every skill that the echidna elder used had been taken back. That he was fully focusing his mana and any mana gathered within the altar on this very task. 

However, the others of the village readily gave over some mana. Even Walker sensed that this was the right move to make. He easily sent over some natural mana that he had gathered, but he felt that he was just adding a small drop to the bucket by comparison.