"No, the reward for such help should be my gratitude instead," said Keparo with a smile.
After chatting for a bit, everyone parted ways. Alka and his group quickly returned to their resting hut.
Washing off the blood and grime, Alka sat at the table and placed the mirror on its surface.
Everyone looked over.
Inside the space of the mirror, Kalande was sitting in a corner, deep in thought.
Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be pondering how to break the seal, not acting as recklessly and crazily as he usually did on the battlefield.
"Will he come out?" Jason looked at the scene and couldn't help but ask.
Hearing this, Alka nodded with a smile, "He might come out, but only if I'm seriously injured or if my magic power is nearly drained."
The reason Alka had such confidence in his seals was because they were not solely linked to the mirror but were almost entirely connected to the realm of dreams. The mirror's display was merely a medium.
