"Because back then I already had my suspicions." Menadion replied. "Not that he had discovered a Garden of Mogar, mind you, or I would have forced the truth out of him with any means necessary."
"Mom!"
"Solus!" Ripha mirrored her tone and intonation. "Now that we have established our identities, let me continue. As I was saying, I had my suspicions. Pharek was a talented mage, or I would never have taken him in as my apprentice, yet once I gifted him the Ears, he became good with them quickly.
"Too good and too quickly. He was a brilliant mage, but not that brilliant. He learned in weeks what had taken me years to grasp before I fused the Ears with the tower. He even taught me a couple of useful tricks."
"I'm sorry, but what's so special about this place?" Solus asked, and when meeting Menadion's disapproving gaze, rushed to add: "I mean, besides the obvious."
"Put on the Ears, dear, and you'll see it." Ripha offered Solus the artifact,t and she wore it.
The tower fueled the full power of the Ears, triggering its synesthesia effect and avoiding the sensory overload.
Yet Solus was assailed by a feeling of dizziness as if countless people were talking in her ears at the same time, and the scenery changed so fast that her eyes didn't have time to focus on a single detail.
"Relax and take a deep breath." Menadion said. "Don't try to take in everything at once. Do it like with the Eyes. Filter everything out and focus solely on me."
Solus followed Ripha's instructions and cut off all energy signatures but hers. Solus knew Menadion's mana flow like the back of her hand, and the fact that it stood still in one place helped her greatly.
"Now open up just a bit." Menadion said. "Expand your senses to include solely the nearest and strongest current that you can feel brushing against your skin."
"What now?" Solus needed just a bit of effort to succeed.
"Now follow the current as it moves away from us. Keep ignoring everything else and use the Ears to ride the world energy to the farthest corners of the Garden. Keep at it until the current comes back here and then jump off."
The experience lasted less than five minutes but by the end of it, Solus was drenched with sweat and panting heavily.
"Gods, that was insane." She wheezed. "There is no fixed path. The world energy kept moving around like a frenzied snake, changing its course abruptly whenever it bumped into another stream of world energy.
"Keeping my focus and not getting drowned in all the information storming around me took everything I got."
"My point exactly." Menadion nodded. "Now, imagine doing this until you can follow one current with ease. Then, two, three, and so on until the entire Garden is in the palm of your hand."
"By my Mom!" Solus exclaimed.
"Thank you, dear." Menadion chuckled. "This is what I meant before. This place is perfect to train in the use of the Ears. Every wild current of world energy is akin to the mana flow of an enchantment gone awry.
"If you master the Garden, there will be no spell you can't bring to heel with the Ears, no matter how complex. This is how Pharek beat me at my own game. Fancy another attempt?"
"No." Solus grunted, sending the Ears of Menadion back to the tower. "We're here to spend some time together and enjoy ourselves. Not to work ourselves to the bone."
"Ba!" Elysia landed on Solus' shoulder and joined her in rebuking the First Ruler of the Flames. "Ba! Ba!"
"Thanks, sweetie." Solus appreciated both the support and the fruits the baby carried with her as gifts. "As for you, Mom, I can't believe how fixated you are on work. Now I understand why Aunt Loka crafted the legendary seventh piece of the set, the Chains of Menadion."
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