A stubborn will to learn the magical art of Inscription
Evan didn't have any clue about anyone spying on him. He was practicing relentlessly to master his newfound ability. He had a feeling that this technique would be very helpful for him in his upcoming battles. So, he was very persistent in his training despite the occasional failures.
Days passed by like the swift wind. It was already the fourteenth day from the start of Evan's stay in the small room. There was only one day left for completion of his detainment.
Evan was sitting crosslegged on the centre of the small room. His eyes were closed and he was still trying to refine the soul attacking technique. His face was slightly pale as the result of overconsumption of soul. But without taking rest he was still persisting in his attempt.