The Goddess of Magic probably won't return anymore.
Victor awoke suddenly from deep meditation, seeing the familiar magic laboratory before him. There were open scrolls and neatly arranged Rune Stones placed on the nearby table, while a faint purple smoke was wafting from the copper cauldron nearby, the scent of incense continuously dispersing from it.
Lingering in his mind were faint, chaotic impressions, the "revelations" brought about by the deep meditation, perhaps mixed with traces of dreams and Illusionary Realm shadows. He shook his head, casting away those meaningless impressions: in these thoughts, there was no feedback from the Goddess of Magic.
