"A falling star has brought the chaos. The throne of fate has lost its master. The nonbeliever who walks in light and darkness will make his debut." In this magic world, knowledge is power.
Clement floated in the darkness outside of the cave and observed the situation inside emotionlessly. Both the strange patterns and the intense hate and desperation were gone. Had it not been for the supernatural vibe that was still lingering in the place, nobody could have guessed that a minor magic ritual had been held in this place. Even so, nobody could speculate the specific content of the ritual and whether or not it was part of another greater ritual.
After an hour, after the supernatural air was dissolved in nature, everything that happened would be completely buried in the river of history.
Clement performed prophecy with divine powers, hoping to be inspired by the god. However, he did not learn anything that he had not already known.