MAGICKA LEVEL 100%
RESTORED TO 100%
Edric gave an incredulous look at the sword who
liked being hurt. Though from Mirac's behavior, he guessed he shouldn't have been surprised. And of course.
Of course he would enjoy
playing with something as dangerous as that. It was like playing with--
oh.
Playing with fire.
Which Mirac promptly did.
"Ahahaha," Edric blurted nervously, backing away so quickly he almost tripped.
"Of course! These are excellent terms! I will fight you as soon as I have recovered! Hahaha!" Never. He was never going to fight Mirac again, or barge into the Underforge in case Mirac was waiting for him here. He didn't like how forced his laugh sounded, either. Maybe he should have tried in advance to lie better, but it was easier to act in the moment and blurt out whatever came to mind nervously than think ahead and speak calmly when
he really wasn't calm.
Maybe with luck, the sword would forget about his promise. Or he could try to wheedle Mirac into not using fire, either. Edric's muscles twitched nervously. Or maybe that was the lightning.
"But you know, ha, fire's a... pretty powerful magic too. And I can't do magic! So that wouldn't be fair! Why don't you just fight me physically next time? You're a sword, aren't you? I think swords are supposed to be good at physical combat!"
@Mirac