"Hmm?" Elten had been keeping an eye on his nephew, but when that storm appeared, he wasn't able to see his nephew anymore.
Even with his godlike abilities, he wasn't able to see through the storm which looked like it was made purely from the essence of this world.
"Now that I think about it, that little spirit was born on earth and caught by Dreke, right? Is she going through a completion on her own? What an interesting little fable."
"How can it be possible?" Helen's reaction was much more incredulous. "Once the creation of a fable is interrupted, they are left as an incomplete fable. Even if they are brought to the same place again, nothing can happen. So how can it be now?"
"Just because we haven't seen it happen before, doesn't mean it's impossible. Maybe it needs talent, as well as the right opportunity?" Elten mumbled, standing up from his throat.
