I stand atop of a mountain amidst a forest the sun low in the sky.

When I hear a loud explosion and the mana in the atmosphere thickens.

I turn my head toward a blue beam of light on the horizon and feel gusts of mana hit me.

I quickly raise my hand and cut through the massive wave of mana surging from the blue beam of light.

I notice the beam itself is not mere light but thick mana swirl around a beam of mystic, thinner waves of mana surging forth from it.

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I whisper, “Found you.”

I lift my enchanted Dark Oak staff and slam its end against the rock of the mountain top, opening a portal.

I step through the portal to the site of the beam piercing the sky, and wade through waves of mana and mystic.

I trudge through the waves with sheer strength till strength no longer suffices and use my hands to part the mana and mystic, creating a tunnel to the source.

There I see a young chimaera boy with elf ears, enlarged fangs on his top and bottom rows of teeth.

His cat eyes, cheek stripes and his hair all glowing blue.

He leaps at me claws of mystic around his fingers his mind in a beserk state.

I calmly, grab his face and absorb his mana along with his mystic.

The boy’s body going slack in a state of unconsciousness.

I sling the boy over my shoulder and head off towards the mountainous wildlands of the Dwarven Kingdom.