West Continent, Supreme Forest.
The tranquil Star-Seer's Pool was like a vast mirror, reflecting the stars strewn across the sky.
Splash—
Ripples spread across the water as Zoya's figure slowly emerged from the pool and stepped onto the soft moss along the shore.
A faint gleam of star magic still lingered around her. Her originally silver-white hair now seemed to flow with moonlight, while her violet eyes had become deeper than ever, as though they held an entire starry sky within them.
"How does it feel?"
An aged yet imposing voice came from nearby.
Alus, dressed in a high priestess's robes, stood quietly there, the tip of her staff giving off a gentle glow.
Zoya took a deep breath, sensing the flow of magic within her. Though it was still suppressed, it had become far clearer than before.
"I saw... how our people were born beneath starlight, and how they struggled to survive upon this cursed land." Her voice was low. "And those... mysteries of Star Magic."
With this newfound understanding, she finally clearly sensed the source of the force that had always bound her magic.
"So this is what you meant when you said that, once I completed the recollection, I would understand the origin of this seal."
When she had first arrived at the Silver Radiance Temple and met this priestess, she had anxiously asked about the seal on her body.
After examining her, this legendary priestess who had lived for over a thousand years had worn an exceedingly complicated expression—shock, sorrow, and fury.
"The mistake Sylvia made..."
That was what Alus had sighed at the time.
Sylvia was Zoya's mother's name.
But Zoya did not think it was her mother's fault.
Under the butcher's blades of those cruel High Elves, if she had not followed their demands