Chapter 415: Awakening The Souls Of The Undead Giants

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Daniela started asking Carlos where he had seen the fish, and he immediately began explaining. Elisa joined their conversation, asking whether they could get a good look from the shore.

Riven watched them leave, relieved that she had something to enjoy while he took care of his work. He still intended to show her around, but at least he would not have to keep her waiting beside him the whole time.

Besides, she seemed happy to go with them.

He could hear Carlos talking even as they moved farther away. There was little chance of anyone forgetting why they were headed to the lake.

Nearby, he saw Label and Natalie chatting as production of new potions, elixirs, concoctions, and tonics continued to grow. Sunlight Pharmaceuticals was expanding right along with it.

The sight was satisfying. What had started as a relatively small operation was becoming a much larger enterprise, with more people involved in production and distribution. Their resources were expanding, and demand for their products continued to increase.

Label and Natalie had plenty to discuss. Whenever one finished speaking, the other seemed to remember something else that needed attention. Riven stayed out of their way, looking over the work being done around them.

There were containers waiting to be filled, finished products being checked, and people gathering what they needed for the next batch. Nobody appeared to be waiting for him to tell them what to do.

That was good. He could not be everywhere at once, and he did not want the whole operation to stop whenever he had something else to handle.

He would ask about their progress later. For now, they looked busy enough without him adding more questions.

Riven turned his attention toward the High Giants’ territory. There were still people he needed to see before he could join Elisa and the others at the lake.

His first stop was the High Giants’ territory, where he met Ragnar, Frigga, and the rest of the High Giants. Some of the Undead Giants were helping with the farms and other work, but most wandered aimlessly near the dark labyrinth surrounding the abandoned castle.

"Divine Lord! This is a surprise," Ragnar said, kneeling. "Everyone, kneel now!"

The other High Giants quickly ran toward Riven and knelt in front of him.

Some arrived so quickly that they had to stop themselves from crowding him. Ragnar looked over his shoulder, checking that everyone had heard the order, then turned his attention back to Riven.

Riven had barely been given a chance to greet them.

Well, at least they were happy to see him.

"At ease," Riven said. "I’ve brought you a gift."

That got Ragnar’s attention immediately. He rose from his kneeling position, though the other High Giants hesitated until he motioned for them to do the same.

"A gift, Divine Lord?"

Riven nodded and brought out the tablet. Several Giants leaned forward to see what he was holding, curious about what he had brought them.

He presented them with a golden magical tablet inscribed with a carefully formed magic circle and rows of aligned runes. Several layers of symbols covered its surface, each arranged to form part of a complex spell.

Ragnar reached for it, then stopped and glanced at Riven for permission. Only after Riven nodded did he take the artifact, holding it where the others could see.

His gaze moved over the inscriptions. At first, he seemed to be trying to follow the arrangement of the runes. Then he looked more closely, his fingers tightening around the edge.

He had noticed something.

The spell was incredibly complex, but the tablet served as a catalyst, allowing them to cast it without forming the magic circle themselves. This made the process much easier, especially for those who struggled with such delicate magic.

Riven pointed out the circle, letting Ragnar examine it before continuing. They would not have to recreate all those inscriptions every time they wanted to use the spell.

That was the whole point of bringing the tablet.

Ragnar looked from the artifact to the Undead Giants nearby. His expression changed as he began to understand why Riven had chosen this particular gift.

"Th-This spell...!" Ragnar gasped. "It has such power?"

"Try it," Riven said.

For a moment, Ragnar did not move. He looked down at the tablet again, as though he wanted to make absolutely sure he had understood it.

"On one of them?"

"Yes."

The other High Giants followed his gaze toward the undead. Some stepped closer, trying to see what had made their chief react like that. Others stayed where they were, waiting for him to explain.

Riven gave him time. There was little point in describing the result when Ragnar could see it for himself.

The chief finally approached one of the Undead Giants, keeping the tablet firmly in his grasp. Those watching moved aside to give him room.

Ragnar nodded while the other High Giants watched in confusion. Their chief extended his free hand and placed it on an Undead Giant’s head. Then...

Several of the Giants looked toward Riven, but he kept his attention on Ragnar. The chief glanced at the inscriptions one last time, then back at the undead before him.

He had been told to try it. Now everyone was waiting to see what would happen.

Ragnar held his hand in place and spoke the name of the spell.

"Memory Soul Awakening."

FLAAASH!

The ghostly soul within the undead blazed with new life. Its memories reawakened, guiding its movements once more and putting an end to its aimless wandering. Its body stiffened for a moment before it slowly raised its head, looking around as if trying to understand where it was.

"Ahh..." the Undead Knight said. "What... where... where am I?"

He looked down at his hands, turning them over as if he could not quite believe they belonged to him. Then his gaze moved to the Giants gathered around him.

Some stepped forward when they heard his voice. Others stayed where they were, staring as he looked from one face to another.

He was waiting for an answer.

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