|| Chapter 454 || The Forbidden Art
Dawn had broken through the clouds as a sudden pulse of energy rippled through the garden, its resonance humming like the strings of an unseen instrument. The delicate leaves quivered in response, while the small flowers seemed to shimmer, absorbing the newfound vitality.
Though the secluded spot where Moulin worked with the mindforge remained bathed in soft shadow, the crystals surrounding him shone brilliantly, their many hues flickering like distant stars. They danced and glimmered in harmony, tugging at Moulin's mana, drawing it into their swirling ring of power.
Moulin stood with his palm outstretched, eyes closed in deep concentration. A cool breeze whispered through the air, playfully teasing the silvery strands of his hair, giving him the ethereal appearance of a siren beneath the amber hues of the sky. His back is straight there was not even the faintest tremble on his fingertips.