The location used to communicate with a certain Goddess isn't chosen casually; instead, it's a temporary secret realm specially constructed by Ivan at a spot where the space is active.
This decision didn't disappoint him.
A pitch-black dark curtain quickly appeared at one end of the array dais, without any figure emerging from it.
"Who are you?"
"Ivan Marichardon, I presume you have heard this name before."
"Ah, the little sorcerer from the Danaila Plane, of course I know you. It seems you have grown quite well under Mavis's guidance over the years."
No movement was seen within the dark curtain, but a deep voice came from it.
Hearing the words from the other side, Ivan frowned slightly. He was secretly puzzled, realizing the other's temperament seemed very different from Mavis's. However, he wouldn't define a person based on just a few words.
