Rachel was now waiting beside the divine pod in silence, watching for something to happen.
But nothing happened.
Atlas floated nearby with his arms crossed, staring at the pod with a serious expression as he waited too.
Rachel's brow tightened. "Atlas, just what is this divine pod supposed to do?"
Atlas narrowed his eyes.
[I don't know.]
Rachel slowly turned toward him.
[Don't look at me like that. I already told you, the Creator blocked the information.]
Rachel looked back at the pod and frowned. "So the only thing we can do is wait?"
[For now, yes.]
Just as Atlas said that, the [Divine Pod] suddenly trembled.
WOOOM!
Rachel's expression changed. "Atlas, what the hell happened now?"
[I don't know. Let's just see what happens.]
The golden patterns covering the pod began to glow brighter, and from beneath Garion's body, a strange black liquid slowly rose.
It looked like melted night, thick and heavy, but there were faint gold sparks moving inside it.
