Ah...the unorthodox method...
Well fine then. Zorian reached to his belt and retrieved the revolver he had bought from the merchant, emptying the entire wheel into Red Robe at point blank range.
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Insert Speed face.
And just like that the tension was broken.
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Ah youth...
"You were cheating!" she protested. "'Asphyxiation' isn't even a real word!"
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Dang...
Zorian tuned her out, shocked at the revelation. How could he have been so blind? He knew there was something strange about the ease with which he could convince mother not to make him take Kirielle with him, but he didn't want to question a favorable outcome and so ignored it. Of course it was easy… she didn't want him to take her either! It was Kirielle who wanted to go. Mother was just making a token attempt so she could tell Kirielle she tried and failed. No wonder Kirielle always seemed so sullen on the way to the train station.
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I kind of get the feeling that he might be going crazy...
With an inarticulate yell, Zorian flipped Kirielle on her back and mercilessly started tickling her. Her shrieks reverberated through the entire house until mother came up to his room and made him stop.
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Holy shit...
Which would make Zorian soul-bonded to Zach.
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Amazing! I knew it. I knew this man would have something more to him, heh.
"We're going to train your ability to sense mana," said Xvim. "You're going to put the blindfold on, and then I'm going to throw these mana-charged marbles at you."
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Why are you abandoning it? 😭 Come on boy, come on.
He shook his head, abandoning that train of thought. He was getting ahead of himself. He needed something more concrete than a fuzzy notion of greatness to guide him – a clear set of goals to achieve, and courses of action to pursue. Right now, the only thing he could think of was harassing Zach for some tips, raiding the library for more spells, and leveraging his curious monetary situation to improve his alchemical skills.
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Oh? Interesting lore...
He didn't know how it was possible. Maybe the spell was powered by Zach's seemingly inexhaustible mana reserves instead of being limited to a fixed amount at the moment of casting. Maybe it was one of those rare self-sustaining spells. Hell, maybe it reached into the Heart of the World and drew power from the Dragon Below itself! It didn't really matter how it did it, only that it did.
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The American Mage who else?
"You shot me!" the Red Robe's voice yelled hysterically behind him. "What kind of mage uses a gun!?"
Mother of Learning
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