Whoosh!
Just as Stark touched the round spirit, a flood of light erupted from his body, causing Stark to wince from the intensity.
He immediately let go of Chubby and staggered back, afraid that he was about to explode, but he did not.
And neither did he fall to the ground—instead, he hung in the air, eyes closed, his skin shining like a hearth of blue fire.
And then all around him…
Stark's mouth hung open.
He was surrounded by countless glowing threads that connected to each other like a spider's web, meeting at Chubby, who was at its center.
"What is this?"
Stark could feel it—the undeniable presence of mana. It was all around him, slowly pulsing, silently inviting.
At first, he did not move, afraid that touching the strings might have negative consequences on either him or Chubby…
But then he shook off the idea and slowly reached for it, his fingers mere moments from touching the threads.
~Spirit Herder:
