"What do you expect from us, master?" Epsilom asked calmly, his ethereal form and flat voice rendering his emotions inscrutable.
Cekt was about to reply, but was first interrupted by Lucia and Ulfar raising their hands simultaneously. After an exchange of glances, the king of Beskyr gladly gave the honor to his comrade, aware that his question would probably be considered stupid before a master Aetherist.
"Ahem, what exactly is a Magnetic Resonator?" Lucia coughed with a hint of embarrassment as the gaze of the seven disciples converged on her.
For a moment, she wished to vanish beneath the earth, regretting her curiosity, but the expectant gaze of Syrbarun immediately made her feel a little better. Luckily, Cekt passed no judgment and patiently explained,
Sorry again for the last couple of days, it should be fine now. I still plan to catch up on the missed chapters by the end of the week. In the meantime, here's one that's a bit longer than usual.