Three days passed.
Lucien had divided his tasks practically.
And the results were… satisfying.
The Lithrens stood in lines that would have made an academy instructor blink twice.
Their bodies had changed. Their eyes had changed more.
Most of the Lithrens had already stepped into the Transcendent Realm.
Lucien walked between them as thousands of spirit crystals floated in slow circles above the ground like pale moons.
Each Lithren received thousands of share.
"Do not waste them," Lucien said calmly. "You can have strength and still die if your mana reservoir is a puddle. Expand it and widen your vessels until they stop tearing."
Strength had been their first hunger.
Now he was teaching them the second.
Capacity.
•••
Lucien formed more pacts during those days.
One of them came from one of the black cube once again.
The Astral Testudon.
This one was different and far easier to communicate with.
