Just Add Mana Novel 67 — Book 2, Chapter 15 — Scattered

There was a nervous sort of silence as the Gift worked. Leo and Damien kept glancing at each other and periodically attempting to bring up the Gift, only to wince when it failed. Cale was...

Well, Cale was busy studying the desks. So of the Haelforge students wrote fascinating things on their desks when they were bored, apparently. He'd have to rember so of these.

Fortunately, it didn't take that much longer for the Gift to finish piecing those two spells together—a good thing, too, considering how much mana he'd donated to help the process along. Cale hadn't expected it to borrow quite that much mana, but apparently whatever the Gift did was magically intensive. So much so that it had to shut itself down for everyone else.

Hopefully that hadn't caused any significant problems. It was probably at least a little bit his fault, considering the note about how resonance was ant to reduce the cost, but how had he been supposed to know that? No one had told him anything! Besides, that was a bizarrely unintuitive way for the Gift to plug into resonance, though he supposed it made a twisted sort of sense in retrospect.

Hmm. Actually, co to think of it, that did give him so information on how the Gift was structured and why resonance was important to begin with. If it was needed for this process of combining spells, that suggested that the Gift used elental planes and gods as complex nodes in so sort of vast, impossibly complex divine array.

That brought up new questions, though. For one thing, although he'd already known this, it made Cale even more convinced that the Gift was fundantally impossible for a re divine to conceive and create, let alone maintain. The sheer scale of it should have been impossible for almost any entity save for those approaching a Monolith's level of power.

And the average God of Magic wasn't nearly powerful enough to create sothing like it. Cale had been to realms with similar constructs before, and there was a reason none of them had ever been able to harvest his mana. The fact that this one took to him almost eagerly made him wonder exactly what was at the core of it. Nothing ordinary, he was sure.

He had to admit, he couldn't wait to dive into that mystery.

Unfortunately, it would have to wait. He had far more pressing concerns for the mont, like figuring out what was going on at Haelforge, finishing up with the Red Hunters, and probably taking so kind of nap. Between his "donation