The dark area shrank more rapidly with each passing day. The Monster Wolf, which had become a little better-looking, had to drag the bald man back from time to time. This revealed another advantage of being an oddity: it worked tirelessly and never uttered a word of complaint.
Once Mona finished sitting motionless with her eyes closed, as though resting, Ruger found a moment to use the Divine Object Art on the Monster Wolf again. He gleaned a few more scraps of information about the oddity in the darkness. Without seeing this setting and its phenomena, many things would have been impossible to connect. Now, he could pick out corresponding details from some of those fleeting images.
The three of them had tacitly made sure that at least one Formal Wizard remained awake at all times.
After some thought, Ruger was certain there really was someone inside.
As for who that person was, all things considered, the great Wizard Mahama was the most likely candidate.
For one thing, the bald bearer's mocking expression was enough to show that everyone on this island tacitly understood how difficult this black domain was to deal with. The bald man had probably witnessed many failures himself. For another, there was Wizard Mona's guidance. They had followed it to this place where light and darkness were clearly divided.
As for confirming that someone was there, the shrinking dark area was the best evidence.
Among the few additional scraps of information he had managed to obtain, the oddity that shrouded the Giant's Bedroom in darkness year-round would only restrain itself under the giant Wizard's control. When the giant wanted to go out, for instance, or sleep on the mountain, he would take the oddity away. Ruger had caught several glimpses of the giant holding it.
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