After a month.
The grey stone walls of the personal training chamber of the Marquess's mansion were quiet as Jaden sat in a lotus position with a few spell books sprawled before him; the only thing that brightened everything was the light mana cores embedded all over the room.
However, he was there and not at the same time as he stood on the mirror-like sea and white world of the [Epiphany zone]. Before him were three sigils humming with a faint glow.
Blood. Metal. Will.
The first one was deep crimson that flowed without stop, the second was similar, but it rippled between various colours, gold, silver, grey and many more, the last had no colour, it simply was.
It was his first time seeing the manifestation spell books of Mark Magics within the [Epiphany Zone]. His first time with the mark spells wasn't smooth because they had dug themselves in his very soul.
