Ron did not deny, "Yes, ma'am. I made my first attempt last night."
"How did it feel?" Lady Allen's expression was inscrutable, neither showing delight nor worry, just purely professional inquiry.
"It was... overwhelming," Ron carefully chose his words, "I saw the stars, heard strange whispers, and witnessed some indescribable terrifying sights—some entity was devouring stars and galaxies."
Upon hearing these descriptions, the old witch's expression subtly changed but quickly returned to calm.
"I see, it seems you indeed have extraordinary inspiration."
She appeared lost in her thoughts, "Most people on their first attempt can only see vague starlight, at most hear some intermittent ravings. But you directly witnessed the 'Devourer's' scene, quite unexpected."
As she spoke, Lady Allen stood up, leaning on her cane, approaching him with a complex expression on her face:
"Ron, do you know how long it usually takes to successfully enter the first phase of 'Star Eater's Ravings'?"
