Level 3 Wizard Delatore stared blankly at the door of light that had rapidly become blurry before him, his body beginning to tremble slightly, his raging spiritual power leaking out uncontrollably. It not only made the pale flames on the "candlesticks" flicker, but it also turned the countenances of the Second-level Wizards following him pale.
"Impossible... It can't be..." The Grey Bone Wizard was particularly panic-stricken since he was the one who had offered the core to Delatore. If anything went wrong, he feared that Delatore would be the first to hold him accountable!
Even if Delatore let him off the hook, let's not forget the watching Luotu Wizard from the Tower, ready to kick him while he's down—should the opportunity arise, there was no doubt Luotu Wizard would seize it...
Suddenly, the aura emanating from Delatore calmed down. He donned his black wizard robe again; his aged face showed neither excitement nor any other expression.