The source of the strange energy Erend had been sensing since he entered the factory now lay directly before him.
There was no doubt in his mind that this liquid was connected to the artificial Magic the people of Valthoria had attempted to create.
They had tried to reproduce a power they did not understand and in the end their ambition had brought about a disaster beyond anything they could have imagined.
Erend swallowed and frowned as he stared into the glowing liquid. He hated the sensation it gave him. It has qualities that feel like Magic, but something about it was wrong.
It was not Magic. At least, not the kind of Magic Erend understood.
The energy inside the liquid felt distorted and unnatural as though it had been forced into existence through strange methods. It existed outside the normal principles of Magic and seemed to possess a strange quality that Erend could not fully comprehend.
"What exactly are you?" Erend wondered.
