The Talk With The Inner Spirit

"What the hell..." John muttered 

The ground was cracked, and there was a small pool of blood which had merged with the ice. John felt familiar with the spot and could nearly feel what had happened, but there was something stopping him. Something which he couldn't believe. 

"Is it really possible to do something like this...?" John muttered as he crouched down. 

John had seen many things before, he had learnt about the fundamentals of this world precisely because of such, the scene which stood before his eyes caused him to question all that logic. 

"There's mana in every living being, cell and organism in this world... And yet... I can't find an ounce of magic power in this blood, which is impossible. It hasn't even been that long..."