The Tenth Divine Core

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Fuyukiku and Shiroyuubi leapt from one tree to another, landing on a soft patch of grass where they last sensed the kids' mana trails. The trails were slowly starting to fade away. Was it because of the natural magic energies Trenarrol emitted?

The foxes looked around for any sign of the portal used for the man-made dimension. Every man-made dimension or Magic Space will require a medium. Men can't create a spell without leaving any trace behind.

Even a speck of a medium spell could be used to make a large dimension of a parallel world inside it. A caster that has more mana to spare could very well make the medium, small enough for others to see.

Grunting at the possibility, Shiroyuubi checked if there were any other people or tourists around before flying around the lake. He inspected its surface, checked every rock or stone pillars that poked out of the lake-- but to no luck.