Sweet Salt

The tension that engulfed the underground world was suffocating, so heavy that many struggled to breathe.

The Starhaven bloodline was already considered talentless when it came to mana. However, the people of the underground world were those whose talents in spiritual energy were deemed so poor that no spirit had ever chosen to bond with them. In simple terms, they were utterly powerless.

Most found themselves clutching their chests, sinking to their knees, gasping for air as though the weight of the world pressed down on them.

For the spirits, though, it was different.

For several minutes now, an overwhelming killing intent had blanketed the underground world, radiating from the spirits that roamed freely under the eternal canopy.