Damian was deeply depressed, doubly so now. Had he lost his new world in search of the old one? That would be the greatest irony of his life—the man who got two chances at life and botched both on the same planet.
His eyes fell on the orb in his hand, and he raised it in front of Vidalia, who was also sulking on the side.
"Do that status thing," Damian said.
"What do you hope to—"
"Just do it," he interrupted.
She shot him a look but cast the spell anyway. Soon, the relic's info screen appeared, and Damian focused on the part he cared about the most.
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Attributes:
Mana Capacity: 4000/200000 (Rechargeable)
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"It's faster," Damian breathed in relief, though the exact rate of time difference was still a mystery to him.
"What?" Vidalia asked.