บท 219: Showcase, Part Thirty-Seven

The sunlight streamed through the wide, arched windows of Javir's study, highlighting the organized chaos sprawled across the table: scrolls, random moral support Spirit Crystals, and yet another particularly unlucky lizard in a small glass enclosure.

She'd let a certain pair of magical scientists (scientific mages?) borrow it for the time being. 

Melisa sat cross-legged on the floor, leaning over a notebook where she scribbled frantically, muttering under her breath.

Zephyra paced nearby, her sharp features lit by the glow of a Spirit Crystal she held.

"Alright, let's go over this one more time. The original incantation was *Lumi sanguine, vita crescere,* paired with the weird... spiraling spellsign you made. And that created a temporary extension of life by siphoning Essence from… well, everywhere."

"I think that's how it works, yeah," Melisa sighed, twirling her pen between her fingers. "But the problem is the 'temporary' part."