Time slowly dragged on, each minute crawling with a slowness that made it feel as though hours had been passed when, in truth, barely any time had moved at all.
The basement remained the same. Still and quiet.
There was no entertainment, no distraction—nothing exciting to do, nothing that would occupy their minds and pull them away from the dull, dragging monotony.
Which made time itself look like it was moving at a snail's pace.
Seraphina tried to manifest her ice affinity once again, focusing inward, trying to reach the same sensation as before.
But this time, it was much more difficult than before.
It felt as though something had been drained from her body, something that was needed to use her powers.
Lucian knew the reason was her mana depletion, so he advised her to take her time and wait until the mana inside her body replenished.
Seraphina hesitated for a brief moment before exhaling softly and nodding her head.
