Capítulo 383: Fifth hour, part 1
Things were calm for approximately four hours after that. Several times during that time, Cael forced his senses out and pushed through the migraine-inducing brightness of the mana maelstrom. He could sense nothing but the maelstrom in all directions, no matter how far he looked. It was impossible to tell, at that point, how fast it was passing, if at all.
On the fifth hour, following Astnar's worst predictions, the maelstrom grew worse. It seeped through the thick ice bit by bit until reaching the people huddled in its depths.
Spells sizzled out. Artifacts overcharged and crackled dangerously.
Suddenly, there were no barriers to separate two subduedly hostile parts of the group from each other. But that was just one concern.
"It hurts!" Mimi whined, crawling towards Cael to hug his stomach and curl over his knees. "Master, it stings! Please, protect Mimi, like the last time!"
PENSAMENTOS DOS CRIADORES 
Garessta
Garessta So I've been told that I'm spoon-feeding lore of the world, so to speak.
And that's true, but... I think it's the best way, to be honest.
First, because creating an entire world from the get go without going down to overused cliches is an enormous task.
Second, because reading about it at once is an enormous infodump, and is boring.
So I try to show you, readers, this world through the eyes of the characters who travel through it. It's not perfect either, but hey.
(oh and I may have been a bit TOO vague on some details, like... COUNTRIES... and that's entirely on me)
Presentes
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recebido Status de energia semanal
-- Ranking de
Poder 
-- Pedra de
Poder