"You aren't going looking for someone who will learn to be a dungeon sculptor?" Remey was sure that Walker was about to do what he usually did and rush off to find someone to teach or walk a different path.
Yet, after sitting there for a moment, staring off at the dungeon for a while longer and watching as some of the herbs and materials were magically pulled into the area of flames where the dungeon was, he had just continued to rest. It was very unlike him.
"I have no idea if anyone could. Or where to start. We don't have many people with a grasp over the right aspects of space and time mana or life and death mana. Let alone how they work together with the other manas to balance and create what we see. I can't even teach that really either since most of what I do goes off of feeling and senses. I don't think it can be taught normally either."
