Even your life , for something like this ?β
Despite her sureness . . She wanted to measure the amount of wits the little devil had in him , how far she could push him in their mutual effort to make this work .
Liebe .
What will you do once you have your most desired wish ?
How long had it been since her last experiment ?
The creation of black blood brought wonderful insight and data upon its creation , but a major flaw stuck out like a sore thumb :
Itβs need for a host .
A bloody magic parasite leeching energy from β>
β You came to me and requested a radical change in your strength . I hope you know I canβt guarantee the results you are asking for .β
Sip .
Of course it would work , she was brilliant .
β would you still risk everything β
β You remembered all of these ? Youβre no witch Micah , but if you try hard enough β you just might be .β A silly thought , one that brought upon a rare chuckle from the woman .
Leaning over his shoulder , she carefully inspected every little scribble in that sheet . They were poorly constructed , surely to cause confusion in any computation spell . But even so , her face softened in amusement .
ah ! of course.
( turning his notepad around. mostly runes from the north and the Etz hachayim, but scattered about are rituals she's taught. )
brushin' up on magic knowledge.