The back of his hand was burning.
Igula had returned to his room early, wearing only a coral fleece bathrobe. For safety, he had also prepared a "Igula figurine" before entering the dream realm, but his real body was not hidden elsewhere; it was concealed within the figurine itself.
Illusory yet tangible, truth mingled with lies, it was a daily battle of wits against the air for a Swindler.
He stared at the sigil on his hand that was heating up and glowing, deducing from his Golden Level in the Spirit Faction Realm that the fuel burning in the sigil was, in fact, his own positive emotions.
This was a grandiose Miracle: within the Senheiser District, as long as the main Emblem activated a Miracle, all other auxiliary emblems would respond in kind. There were no secrets about this sigil; the Miracle was determined solely by the design of the emblem, meaning that if he so wished, Igula could easily draw a sigil for himself.
