After a couple of days of cleaning the temple, Lucas brought Alena's son, Jacob. He placed the body on the altar and started preparing for a ritual to revive him.
"This should do it." Lucas said, placing his hand on Jacob's forehead and pouring his mana into the air. The temple slowly absorbed it and cleansed it. Then Lucas gestured his hand to make a burning pentagram sigil into the air, with another hand on Jacob. Clean mana within the temple started slowly entering Jacob's body.
Jacob's fingertips twitched, and his eyelids fluttered open, but his skin still had a pallor of death, and his body felt cool. After a moment, his fingers began to curl slowly. He was coming back to life, but the process was far from over.
"Come on..." Lucas muttered as he started giving even larger amounts of mana to Jacob until he noticed Jacob's eyelids twitching.
"Wake up, buddy! You can do this!" Lucas encouraged. He added more energy to him and then held his breath as the boy opened his eyes.