'Wan't the magic supposed to be enjoyment? Why is it soo tedious to do?' Just the first step was enough for Dhruv to hurl curses.
Having the initials done, he was now struggling to make the thread enter the needle.
'When I can't even do this with all this much calmness… how am I supposed to achieve this when in the real battle…'
As he thought about the difficulty, a newfound respect appeared in his eyes for Lucian and even the hunters who were able to effortlessly cast the spell.
Dhruv was right to respect them because of this exact reason; the number of mages was dwindling day by day.
Slapping his cheeks, Dhruv closed his eyes and picked up the needle.
Sigh!! Let's focus, I can do it as well…'
Feeling the core shimmering with energy, Dhruv moved the needle closer to it and showed it inside the core.
After trying everything his has come down to shoving the needle in the core until something looped in it. But even this wasn't doing anything good for him.
