595. Trial By Will

Soon, Sylvester realized he couldn't feel Saint Scepter's presence anymore. Since it was pitch black darkness, he had no idea where the man was or where he went. But he felt some solace in the fact that Miraj was still tightly tucked on his chest. 

"Maxy, I can't see." 

"Me neither," Sylvester replied and tried to sense the solarium around himself with the help of Elder Magic. It was a great tool to map the area, so he hoped it would guide him.

As usual, he tried to broaden his senses. The abundance of solarium in the air made using magic feel as simple as flinging his hand. However, to his dismay, he only found emptiness everywhere around him, no matter how far he tried to look.

"Chonky, don't you have cat eyes? You should be able to look around." Sylvester asked his little friend. 

Miraj widened his eyes and tried to look, "Umm… I can't even look at you, Maxy… Am I blind?"