C365 The Second Contract

"Gurgle—"

Before the [Holy Tree], Igrel was curled up, his tiny wings enveloping his entire form. Suspended above the magic pool, a sphere of water formed from the light blue luminescent liquid magic below, encasing Igrel. Within it, Igrel's eyes were tightly shut as he occasionally released a few small bubbles.

"Grandpa [Holy Tree], is everything alright like this?"

The Elf girl