"Replenish magic?"
Jasmine murmured the words softly, her brow furrowing slightly as she processed the information. She was so absorbed in her own train of thought that she completely failed to notice the sudden dip in Elvius's mood, nor did she perceive the heavy, pessimistic air that had settled over the skeleton. After listening to Elvius's explanation, a look of deep contemplation surfaced on her face, her slender fingers unconsciously tapping a rhythmic, silent beat against the rim of her wooden teacup.
