A moment before the last two Lumina Art vanished from the icy table, Elias had felt the void scroll enter into his infinite pool via the runes the Commander had etched on his skin.
It was a bit uncomfortable, like having something big crawling through your veins, but it was just one more discomfort that was just added to the pile of discomforts he was carrying on his shoulders.
However, the moment the scroll entered his Infinite Oceans, it began to transform.
At first, it retained the shape of a scroll, and as if the nature of the infinite void fed its growth like a plant dying in the middle of the desert, suddenly welcoming rain.
