The question.
Although it caught him off guard, it was not a subject he was unwilling to discuss.
"Like the ones that the Nakros use? I think it's quite fascinating…"
He said as she quietly turned from looking at the sky to him.
"You have not met with any other explicit display of magic, have you?"
She asked with interest.
"I think I might have hallucinated once and saw a man making people disappear out of existence with a single snap of his finger…"
"Oh, you met someone from the Demonifix family?"
She said, and he quietly shrugged.
"Or perhaps it's just a hallucination. After all, only the Nakros are blessed with the power of Arcane, aren't they?"
He said with a smile, though in his heart, Everlearn quietly etched that name deeper into his soul.
"Perhaps it is…"
She mused, turning back to the sky.
"What of you, Ellianor?"
He suddenly asked, and she turned back.
"What do you think of magic?"
