144 Action Reaction

Doevm sat at the center of the quiet room. His legs were crossed and his hands were on top of his knees. The bed had been pushed up against the door to prevent anyone from interrupting the process. With each long, slow breath, he regained a small portion of his mana. Elero was at the side of the room, regretting every decision in the last two hours. Her back was against the wall, trying to get as far away from the heretic as possible.

Complex designs made up of mana danced around the gray carpet, spreading its black aura through the room. From under his closed eyes came a small streak of the same black aura. The temperature declined, but that wasn't why he was shaking.