The white beast bones crackled faintly within the scarlet flames.
Thin, slender lines were carved out by magic power. These were the temporal and spatial filaments revealed after being scorched by the magical flames, casting their projections in the three-dimensional world.
Each line represented a possibility.
The role of the diviner was to observe and discern the greatest of these possibilities.
Xiao Xiao wiped the snowflakes off his glasses, bowed his head again, and continued carefully examining the patterns on the beast bones, attempting to rely on the invisible force of destiny to find a way home for everyone.
It was difficult.
Even though he was the most skilled diviner among his companions, he was ultimately just a first-year student at the First University—a diviner with limited skills and without a certification yet.
