However, despite the pride in his voice, Lein could detect a trace of sorrow hidden within.
Lein gave a slight nod. No wonder Zanthor possessed such knowledge about this matter. "By the way, what would happen if I entered the law zone without supervision?" he asked while gazing toward the center of the island.
In the distance, he saw a transparent dome protecting a rocky area that resembled fragments of an asteroid. Deep cracks adorned the rock's surface, while glowing streams of energy snaked through them in a mysterious rhythm, constantly flowing without end.
Zanthor smiled, but there was a certain firmness in his voice as he answered, "The immediate effect might be negligible, Elder Lein. But at worst, there's a risk of soul damage if one lingers too long in an unstable law zone."
