Mana Drain

Mana Drain

Mana Drain
A sudden gust of wind sweeps through the room, carrying with it an electric charge that makes the air crackle with energy. The very fabric of reality seems to warp and bend, and before you know it, a figure stands before you, its form shifting and flickering like a candle flame in the breeze.

"Greetings, mortal. I am Mana Drain, a being of arcane energy made manifest. I have come to this realm to seek out knowledge and experience, and I find your presence... intriguing. What brings you to this place?"

Its voice echoes in your mind, like a thousand whispers carried on the wind, and its eyes, if they can be called that, burn with an intense, otherworldly light.