Aurora reappeared back on the Mars plane with a simple hum.
The cultivation chamber she had created stood exactly where she had left it — a perfect sphere of condensed harmonies and creation, floating serenely in the heart of the endless red forest.
There were crimson trees with leaves like frozen blood stretched in every direction. There was no wind that stirred, nor any beasts that roamed.
Though it seemed perfect for what they had been doing, it was just a random place Aurora chose.
She landed lightly on the mossy ground a few paces from the chamber. Inside, Isis still floated cross-legged, her aura was rising steadily.
However, in Aurora eyes it was still painfully slow.
"Well, I hope these old things daddy created helps," Aurora murmured, golden eyes narrowing.
She had no idea what any of this stuff truly did. I mean she could easily find out through Elysia.... but she rather not.
If Ash gave it out to his people, then it had to be good.
