422 Insignificant

Hours had passed since the little seed formed inside of him. The tiny seed hovered over his dark core and spun slowly, surrounded by the three-colored elements.

He concentrated for quite a while, before he managed to feel a subtle connection with the seed. The feeling was similar to having a long vine coiled on all four of his limbs, and each of his movements felt more in tune with nature now.

As instructed by the High Priestess, Emery tried to cast the [Nature Grasp] spell.

Now that he was trying it consciously, it took him a few minutes of intense concentration before his mind became one with his surroundings again, a sign of the skill's activation.

Oddly, the spirit energy he received from the spell did channel into his dark core. Instead, it was absorbed by the seed.

While [Nature Grasp] was active, he could tell the three elements inside his body were glowing a little bit brighter.