Master Of None Chapter 433 - 433. Flowing Fabrics

Trish shooed Walker to the side and made sure that Gil saw her wave. They all needed to be ready for the ceremony to begin. Not a single one of them spoke, Su, Wade, and Trish made sure they were ready to throw the seeds from different sides of the platform.

Walker kept his eyes on the priestess. She could have been considered an average elf woman, but adorned in the pure white rune sewn clothing she was completely different. The fabric flowed around her with every slight movent. There was no breeze yet her hair also fluttered about. Her eyes lacked color and instead held a pale white like the moon.

She rose to her feet holding small rolls of fabric. They were an even purer white than the ones she wore and Walker could feel the incredible draw of light elental mana toward them. The first ray of moonlight landed on them causing them to unfurl on to long stears of rune sewn fabric. The runed that channeled light elental mana glowed with the moonlight.

These fabrics spread out in to the air nearly twenty feet long making it look like they were hands reaching for the moon. The priestess started to place them around the platform. They were drawing the moonlight in to the patterns on the platform.

Su motioned for Walker's attention. She silently mouthed words at him until he understood. "The dormant spirit."

Walker realized that she wanted him to take the dormant full water spirit out, he was struck by the voice of Bree telling him it was important for it to bask in the moonlight as well. With the dormant full water spirit out in the open the moonlight was able to easily wash over it. The crystalline structure of its dormant form shined brighter as the moonlight passed through it.

Walker couldn't sense any change in the elental mana and wasn't sure what benefit it would bring. He only knew that the moonlight would have a special relationship with the water elental mana. For this fact alone was enough for him to double his focus on the elental mana around him.

As the moon started to rise higher Walker noticed that the elental mana in the air was stronger. In particular, the water elental mana was rising from the earth to et the light elental mana in the sky. The slight mist around them made the entire platform feel as if it was a foggy morning. The sounds beca muffled and the air beca still.

Walker was trying to focus on the elental mana and the dormant full water spirit but the movents of the lunar priestess caught his full attention. She had placed all of the now enrolled fabric ribbons. They were fluttering in the air even though not a single breeze blew.

The lunar priestess extended one foot and softly placed it on the carved formation on the ground of the platform. There was a soft pulse of mana and the ribbons started to attract the moonlight elental mana. The formation lit up with the light elental mana coming from the moon and showed the intricate patterns carved in to the platform.

The crystals that were part of the pedestal were filled with this light and everything on the inside of the formation also gained a small glow. Gil was looking at the priestess worried that his being there would be a problem. However, he soon felt that he needed this step to finish his quiver and focused on it.

The next mont the priestess took another step and spun softly. Her flowing robes made no sound and the mana appeared to dance with her. The moonlight was dancing to wrap around her in wisps of elental light mana. Her movents spoke of storied only seen by the moon.

Every step she took caused this beautiful phenonon to repeat and call down more of the light elental mana from the moon. The mist had beco a dense fog on the floor causing small water droplets to form on their boots. Walker could feel the water elental mana trying to reach up to the dormant full water spirit and decided he would sit with it.

This decision was proved correct in seconds. The dormant full water elental spirit was pulling in the water elental mana like a gluttonous miser. The icy feeling in Walker's hands beca nearly unbearable but he was able to use his grand elental manipulation to keep himself from facing any harm.

"The dance of the priestess was slowing increasing in pace with more spins on her single foot t by low and hi jumps. Walker could only describe it like ripples in the water jumping up due to a breeze across a lake. The way she moved made his very being tremble.

Out of the corner of his eye, Walker saw Gil suddenly touch the quiver. The dense light elental mana from the moonlight converged on him. Gil appeared to be a being of pure light for only a mont before the light elental mana retreated showing that the seemingly normal quiver had beco patterned with white vines.

Gil was smiling and clutched the quiver to his chest like it might fly off if he released it. His face grew happier and happier as he felt the patterns that had developed in the flash of light when he added his own mana to it. This was the purest mont for an arcane archer. It was only equaled by the feeling of making their first elental arrow.

Walker only watched Gil for a mont before he returned to monitoring the elental spirit's consumption of water elental mana. He had no idea when it would stop and what else would co of this action. The only clear thing was that it showed no signs of stopping and that the moonlight was still visible inside the spirit and was giving Walker a mysterious feeling. This was not ordinary light elental mana.

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