After a while…
Javier let out a long, exaggerated yawn as he idly spun his mana gun.
"Buddy…"
"Cuquawked?" Buddy tilted his head, feathers fluffing slightly in the moonlight.
"This is starting to get boring."
"Cuquawk." The bird sounded just as unimpressed.
With a casual flick of his wrist, Javier raised his palm. His voice dropped, steady and commanding.
"Activate—White Light: Purify."
A bright burst of white light exploded from him, spreading out in a perfect circle.
The trees shimmered. The corrupted ground groaned.
And all around him—the bad stuff evaporated.
No screams.
No fight.
Just silence… and clean purity.
The darkness didn't stand a chance.
"Alright," he said calmly, hopping down from Buddy's saddle.
He reached into his bag and pulled out a silver crystal device, etched with Armand symbols. Kneeling, he pressed it into the ground.
With a faint hum, the device powered up—sending out a pulse of steady mana that merged with the clean zone.
