"Are you sure this is for you?" Unlike the first time he asked in flippant antagonism, this question had dire weight. Was she willing to put her self on the line in every spell that she released with the intention to destroy? Was she able to control her emotions when things get dire? Would she take the responsibility to use her power for the protection of others? All of these he posed to this girl: a mere neophyte in the ways of magic and new arrival in a land that she owed nothing to. The question was not fair, but neither were their circumstances. And yet he's asking anyway. Asking with the continence that only the best black mage of Mysidia, the city of mages, could do.
"You can always apply yourself to other jobs." His words held no jabs. No judgements. He was taking on himself to be the first door that she had to open toward the path of being a black mage.
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"Are you sure this is for you?" Unlike the first time he asked in flippant antagonism, this question had dire weight. Was she willing to put her self on the line in every spell that she released with the intention to destroy? Was she able to control her emotions when things get dire? Would she take the responsibility to use her power for the protection of others? All of these he posed to this girl: a mere neophyte in the ways of magic and new arrival in a land that she owed nothing to. The question was not fair, but neither were their circumstances. And yet he's asking anyway. Asking with the continence that only the best black mage of Mysidia, the city of mages, could do.
"You can always apply yourself to other jobs." His words held no jabs. No judgements. He was taking on himself to be the first door that she had to open toward the path of being a black mage.