“I am yours forever, Cal. Anything you need, anything in my power to do, I will. Your whim is my order!” A line of her aura suddenly raced to me and connected to my Core, then dispersed into the dungeon at large. Also known as my aura. <Celestial crap, what was that?> “That was an oath. At the B-ranks, when Mana is a part of our body, our word becomes our law. Words have real power, and a spoken oath is binding.”
