Early morning, beneath the Kabbalah tree.
Luo En awoke from the expanse of a snowy land, feeling refreshed.
The internal injuries caused by Fate's backlash had also healed for the most part.
To be honest, this kind of healing based on ancient fertility worship was quite absurd and very Greek, but it did have some effect.
Whatever, with the treatment done, it was about time to get things done.
Luo En stretched lazily, left the gentle embrace, and walked towards his temple.
However, just as he stepped out of the Magic Barrier's range, a violent and distinctive resonance pierced into his mind.
Luo En's face tensed as he used his perception to activate the Magic Circle Diagram, taking out a shining Medusa's Emblem, which he tossed onto the ground.
When the emblem fell, the runes etched upon it twisted and floated, coalescing into a graceful figure with a mournful expression:
