The mushroom house was very quiet. There was no accumulated dust, and it was so clean that it seemed as if its owner had just finished tidying it specifically to receive him.
A strange, fresh fragrance of fungi lingered in the air.
The ceiling was low and hemispherical, with a leaf-shaped window set into one side.
Light streamed in through it, casting a pale white patch across the floor.
Looking out through the window, he could vaguely see the shadows of enormous gray stone pillars. One of them was releasing a pillar of light that reached the heavens, exceptionally conspicuous beneath the gloomy sky.
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Boom!
The ground trembled.
Dust fluttered down.
Dago's gaze shifted slightly. He saw a second gray stone pillar suddenly light up, its brilliance dazzling as it echoed the first illuminated pillar.
The two pillars of light were like twin swords, piercing the dead silence of the ancient city.
"Another seat has been taken."
Claire walked in from outside, but he was not concerned because one of the thirty-two Genius Seats had been claimed.
"Dago... I can call you that, right?"
Claire's expression grew solemn as he said to Dago, "There are some things I believe you need to know. Come with me."
Footsteps echoed through the empty mushroom house.
Dago followed Claire out of the small house in confusion. Claire took a light breath and pointed in a certain direction. "Look over there."
That was the edge of the world.
Twisted, dazzling, yet filled with deadly danger.
What Claire showed Dago was the complete opposite direction from the two illuminated stone pillars. Dago saw a faintly visible curtain of colored light. The wizards participating in the struggle had entered through this