Chapitre 931: Inspired and envious

Ivan

I'm the first to admit what I'm doing is stupid.

I haven't learned how to hide my wings on my own, but I'm doing magic beyond my capacity. It's not that I'm not aware of the dangers because I am. Explaining this is difficult because saying I know I won't mess it up and the consequences are ones I'm willing to pay because I know what they are without knowing makes no sense to anyone, especially not me. It's what it is, and it has something to do with that drink I had earlier. The warmth I felt was back, and I could taste all the flavors like holding a cup and sipping on it. 

That being said, this is exhausting.

Pulling essence from your body feels similar to losing blood. You have all the same symptoms: Your body feels heavy, your head becomes light, and you get cold. Maybe that's why I had to take that potion—not because of the cold around us, which was already bad, but because of what I was doing.