Atlas shrugged his shoulders at those words and said, "Something happened; that's the result." He then focused on his inventory. He held his magic bag in his hand and furtively rummaged through it, searching for the scroll of ability.
After a brief moment, Cordelia's gaze locked directly on Atlas as he pulled out the scroll.
"Where did you get that?" Cordelia suddenly asked.
"Lady Nyx gave it to me as a gift," Atlas said in great curiosity, but lying a little.
"Very good, it's quite valuable, who knows, maybe you'll get a spell worthy of the gods," Cordelia replied. After a very short time, she finished her meal, sat on the seat next to Atlas, and said, "Go on, tear it up."
Atlas gave her a look as if to say alright, and then tore the scroll of talent in his hand in half.
With that, a system window appeared in front of Atlas:
[Talent scroll torn, preparing talent to be granted!]
