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“I’m telling you, Master, I’ve never seen anything like it,” Magnus is saying as he paces along the far side of Master Ombres’s office, his arms crossed. “She was lit up like a beacon. It damn near blinded me when I ran into the room.” “And she put one of our best cadets in the infirmary,” Eiriana adds, placing a hand on her hip. She casts a wary look in my direction, and I actually can’t say I blame her. My skin is still glowing a little with a pale white light, but it seems to be fading the more time passes, thank god. Is this what I get for not being able to learn dark magic? Addison’s a bitch, don’t get me wrong, but if I’ve permanently fucked her up, I’m never going to be able to live i

Mia—quiet werewolf girl, amber eyes, book already open, notebook covered in doodles of moons and paws. She nods shy—offers half-smile, ears twitching under glamour. Class starts—Shakespeare intro. But whispers follow. “Seras’s brother.” “Fire wizard.” “Think he’s as strong as her?” “Bet he can’t even light a candle without burning his hand.” I focus on notes. Sparks dance on pen tip—controlled, tiny flame writing words in glowing script before fading. Mia glances—eyes curious. **Mia (whisper):** “Neat trick.”

I adjusted my eyes bago ko binuksan. My eyes landed on Gina’s hand. The light in her hands look so holy I was amazed. Napatingin ako sa paligid at napansin hindi lang pala ako ang namangha. I could see some eyeing Gina with shocked expression. I know, first time makita ng light magic kuya? Ate? Light magic is really rare. It’s rare in the Avalor Kingdom. Kita ko ang mata ni Gina na nakatingin saakin nagtatanong kung ano ang susunod nyang dapat gagawin.

“Oh my stars.” I openly gaped at the magic that was swirling around. A mere lightshow. A low grade ability that even I can do flawlessly. Nonetheless, I believe it was still something to marvel at. Magic was a sight to see. No matter how small. “Amazing isn’t it?” Sungul grinned proudly, “To know that you’ll soon have a familiar in your grasp.”

My eyes widened, and Mrs Periwinkle's voice cut through whatever questions I had in mind. "It feeds on magic. The more magic you use, the more confused you become and the harder it is to reach your leader. They are currently wounded, and if you don't reach them in time, they might die. But hopefully, that's why we have the lunarbane mixture," Mrs Periwinkles held up a transparent vial in her hand, shaking it. "I have two, and it can be used on both leaders. I'll implore you not to use any magic or use it only when it's the right time. The greatest weakness of the maze is strength. It gets weakens from strength and teamwork." She finished.

The commander. The control she had demonstrated in training with the others had been a drastic improvement thanks to her time with the goddess. She had started off by sparring with the sisters, curious to see what their magic was like. Blaze had blocked everything Amerie had thrown her way and Brynn had lashed out with precise attacks. Brynn’s magic could cause pain, distort the senses, and momentarily stun. Amerie had quickly learned to anticipate her moves and dodged after landing on her ass blind and disoriented for a few minutes early on. Amerie had returned the favor by lighting Brynn’s hair on fire. The witch had smiled wickedly as Blaze put out the flames and regrew the blonde hair.

I say, as that bud of hope gets pulverised. “I’m sorry, I can’t. There are rules to our magic, and its rules are much like that of the Gods. The only one who can reverse the magic of a makkari is the makkari who created the magic in the first place. We’ll have to find her another way,” she says, her voice sounding guilty. “He would have had to take her back to Longsang. Why can’t we just go there?” Amelia asks tiredly. Has she even slept?

“Lady Blaire saw a different future.” I cluck my tongue. “Lady Blaire saw what she wanted to see. Her prejudice clouded her judgment.” The magic from outside builds and builds. I can feel it – it’s like a boil that’s ready to burst open. It’s not deadly – they don’t want to inadvertently kill their high priestess, but it will render us motionless and helpless for hours, maybe even days. I can’t wait any longer. “Do it,” I say loud enough for Glenn to hear.

Samael has made a spell for communication. He is talking to my grandmother inside a magic bubble, making me question his species once more. Are dragon-shifters truly capable of magic designed for witches and warlocks? "I'm sorry, you know." Blake steps forward and picks up my interest with the hint of a smile playing over his lips. He has taken off the clown costume and is showcasing his killer physique. His cologne is drifting in the wind. I'm not sure what brand it is, but whatever it is, smells fantastic.

The inscriptions lit up and three scrolls materialized. "I don't know where you obtained all that money but I advise you to train carefully in the Warp spell. You wouldn't be the first cultivator to die because of an error in its execution." Lucinda stored the scroll and bowed to the Professor, then she hastily left the inventory to return to her accommodation. She didn't even look at Ivor as she sat on her bed and took out the three scrolls. 'Blind is a simple rank 0 spell that covers a small area with black fog, it can be useful to surprise enemies with weak mental energy.'