Arist instinctively turned to look at the real space beside him—there was nothing there.
But when he looked at the mirror again, the ominous grey mist still hovered next to his reflection, as if it were a part of him!
A fear that completely overturned his perception of reality gripped his heart tightly.
With his diamond-level magic prowess, he couldn't explain what this power was or why it appeared here!
The only thing he could be sure of was that it wasn't an illusion technique or a spiritual attack...
"What... is this thing..."
Arist's voice was dry, and he instinctively raised his hand, his fingertips beginning to gather the faint blue light of source power, attempting to analyze every inch of space in the study again.
He had to figure out what this strange grey mist was!
However, just as he was about to cast, a clear and rhythmic sound of footsteps echoed in the hallway outside the study.
Followed by three respectful and restrained knocks on the door.
