"Let's get this over with!"
While Ian and Carl were both looking at the mirror intently, Arvhael, on the other hand, finally controlled his excitement and prepared to capture the Breath of the First Flame.
Just like he expected, right now, the spiritual fire was dormant, only engulfing those fiery intents from its surroundings. It was preparing for its next burst of attack.
However, suddenly, its peaceful collection was interrupted by the sudden appearance of a lantern.
'A lantern? What is he trying to do?'
Ian, who was looking at everything intently, was stunned by the thing Arvhael took out from his mana ring.
However, before he could fully express his surprise, the simple lantern in Arvhael's hand suddenly glowed on its own.
First, it just lit up with a flicker of fire, but slowly it began to grow larger and larger until it directly took the shape of the fiery spiritual fire in front.
