Streams of knowledge flowed into Nameless Death.
Techniques, truths, foundational structures of the Sacred Treasure.
It all poured in, shaping his understanding with such clarity that it almost hurt.
When the last fragment of the Abyss Mirror dissolved into knowledge, the core of it vanished.
The Sacred Treasure itself returned to Zarek's possession.
Nameless Death exhaled slowly.
His body hadn't moved, but his mind felt like it had run a thousand battles.
Cole clapped him lightly on the back.
"Alright, that's one favor done. Freebie officially used up."
"So that was the freebie you mentioned?"
"Yep." Cole grinned. "I never expected you to burn it this fast, though. Then again, you used it for a perfect opportunity. It's almost as if you aimed for all of this."
"…?"
"There is no point in acting clueless, you know," Cole chuckled. "I can see that you were trusting in me saving you from Zarek in case things went south."
