A few minutes later, Erik was sitting cross-legged on the ground, still surrounded by the dark fog. His brow furrowed in concentration as he focused entirely on both maintaining the spell and recovering as much aetherium as he could to sustain it.
Above him, Emma and Astrid calmly watched Gabriel struggle, while Elora was doing the same thing as Erik, but from Emma's shoulder. Since they shared their aetherium storage, she could help by absorbing aetherium as well. She might not have access to Elorium, but she was still extremely proficient and made a significant difference.
Yet, even with all that effort, it took only fifteen minutes for them to start scraping the barrel of their aetherium storage. "Damn this spell," Elora cursed softly under her breath. "Without Elorium, we would have run out of power fourteen minutes ago!"
