Alone, Hani sat with her own thoughts, draining her stamina, just crying her eyes out.
"Having this grimoire… I thought it would change… so I can be stronger and protect my friends, but I am still that same old weak person who had given up and dug her head into books."
He wiped her tears. Her eyes were swollen she had no more energy to cry.
"Tell me… what happens when a grimore is removed from a person. How is it even possible?"
The grimore was silent. There was no reply.
"Are you going to just be like that? It's not like you should have the concept of sleep. Are you even alive?
[The child… even if they do not die, her magic will disappear. She will have to live her whole life being injected with magic to even live. When a grimore attaches to you, it attaches to the very seed of magic itself.]
