Sunny sighed and looked into the darkness where the runes had shimmered a few moments ago.
It would have been nice if the Spell had explained clearly what the function of [The Weave] truly was. However, in its usual manner, it presented him with a riddle in the form of a conversation between two daemons instead.
Sure, he had learned a lot from the description of the Weave — but nothing about the Weave itself.
That, Sunny would have to discover himself.
He inhaled deeply.
In front of him, Nephis noticed that the shadow cast by the remains of her father was gone. She would have felt the change that had happened to Sunny, as well — in fact, she might have already read his runes. However, at the moment, she was not in a state to pay attention to the esoteric mysteries of cosmic order.
She was fully focused on Broken Sword, instead.
