The ritual, the procedure, was a success. The Aether of Louisoix's new form was stabilized and he was now a god. Or a spirit, or a living being who is not a Primal, which served to put everyone's minds at ease.
Almost immediately, the old man and the rest of the Scions entered the solarium and hadn't been out since.
Ebeli sits in the tea shop that serves as a cover for the Waking Sands, basking in the glow of a successful sorcerous ritual, sipping quality tea and dining on finger foods. She just saved the savior and that means she can treat herself.
Or at least, until the chair across from her is pulled back, and the remarkable rabbit girl sits down across from her.
"So," Ragna starts, "What did you do and can I learn to do it?"
Ebeli blinks. A willing student is always good, although there is the question of how much she can teach. As Tataru comes along with tea for Ragna, Ebeli shifts her sight to Essence and examines her. Which becomes obvious, from the look of surprise that comes over her face, and even more so when Ebeli sits up.
"I think you can learn quite a bit. Considering you've already been initiated."
Ragna furrows her brow. She snaps her fingers after a moment of consideration. "You mean the Echo?"
"[You mean the thing that lets you understand this?]"
Ragna nods. "Yeah. That's the Echo. So can you teach me how to do the shit you used to help Loiusoix?"
Ebeli strokes her chin. "Yes. I can. It would be easier than I thought. You're already awakened to Sorcery, or something similar to it. You're already a Sorcerer. You just don't know any spells." She rummages through her coat, pulling out a palm sized emerald. "Let me give an example- this is a spell called Theft of Memory, and will let me get a better idea of how you became enlightened."
Ragna quirks her lips, nods, and extends a hand. She touches the emerald, a faint haze of sunlight flowing around them, muted compared with her more bleaching display of sunlight-
And Ebeli finds herself standing in the void. Light flows around her, a haze of green and blue and white. Something glows behind her, and Ebeli turns.
HEAR. FEEL. THINK.
Ebeli finds herself staring at it. At the immense, crystalline shape. There is the fact that this is someone else's memory, and she wishes she could use her Sorcerer's Sight for this. Still, looking at the vastness, taking in the presence, she manages an appropriate response.
"What."
End Chapter 2
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