I sound like a tool person for divination and spirit channeling... Klein muttered, finally understanding how Fors the Magician felt when she summoned his Historical Projection. His gaze lingered on Shanks, who had hunted him on the outskirts of Bayam last time but now stood stiffly like a lackey. Only then did he notice a Messenger Miss in each of the man's eyes.
So we're channeling a living person. That's a little better than a dead one. We won't be so pressed for time...
He wasted no time, quickly drawing the necessary items from Historical Projections and setting up a simple altar. Naturally, the essential oils, hydrosols, and candles intended for the deity, which would be consumed, were real—this was a lesson he had learned after seeking the Lord of Storms' help and nearly being struck by lightning.
After glancing at Angel and Sharron, who waited quietly nearby, Klein lowered his eyes and prayed to the deity who would assist with the spirit channeling:
"The Fool who doesn't belong to this era..."
He did not ask the Evernight Goddess, whom he most commonly called upon, for help. Instead, he prayed to Mr. Fool—to himself.
Having advanced to Sequence 2 and gained greater authority over Sefirah Castle, Klein could now respond to some prayers without going above the gray fog. Besides, he usually left a Worm of Spirit above the gray fog as an automatic response mechanism, providing some assistance to himself or other believers.
Of course, if no outsiders had been present, he could have gone above the gray fog himself and supplied Angel with power so she could perform the spirit channeling personally. That was the most seamless way for the two of them to work together.
After making a show of praying to himself and answering his own