Kael said, "To keep myself from forgetting, I even drew the part of the mural I remembered and kept it all this time."
Angel had originally wanted to suggest using illusion to have Kael recreate the mural. Since he had already drawn it, that saved them the trouble.
Kael said, "Wait a moment. Let me look for it."
Kael closed his eyes and clasped his hands together, leaving only his index and middle fingers extended. Faint energy rippled out from between those two fingers.
After roughly half a minute, the energy reached its peak. At last, a spatial rift appeared before Kael.
Only after seeing the spatial rift appear did Kael let out a long breath.
The next second, Kael put on a performance of "tearing open a rift with his bare hands."
The tiny slit was forcibly pulled apart by Kael, opening into a gap large enough for half a person.
Looking through the opening, they could see heaps of things piled inside. Most of them were books, along with some low-grade materials. Everything had been tossed about in a chaotic mess; if Kael had not opened it right in front of them, they might have mistaken it for a rubbish heap at first glance.
Perhaps because it was his first time opening his private storage space in front of outsiders, Kael looked slightly embarrassed. "They're all goods from my shop... I-I usually keep them organized. I was in too much of a rush when I came out this time, so I forgot."
"I'll look for the painting right now." Kael looked impatient to get to it, half his body already plunged into the rift.
Clattering sounds came from within the rift. Kael was presumably searching for that so-called "painting." Yet in everyone's eyes, he seemed more like he