Inside the lobby room, the light of the thick book that looked new even though it was almost ten millennia old dimmed and vanished. What was left there were inconceivable symbols written using an unknown black and blue ink.
Sceke was sitting there, waiting for Renir who was dumbfounded and was still in a daze, it was like he relived the Mage King's words. Gods' battles, their profound creations, Humanity's despair, and their escape. He saw it all in his head.
Olmen, in his spectral form, wondered what is inside the book but he couldn't do anything. He can only give but not take in that form. The two, Sceke and Olmen waited for hours as the light entered Renir's eyes. It was already night. Olmen was especially fidgety as he was curious about what was the book's content.