“You’re right, but magic is just cool! I won’t rely on it, but I’m not gonna ignore it either.”
“What if you come up against a better opponent,” Magnus states. “Someone you can’t beat.”
“You retreat or yield, there is no shame or dishonor in either action if your opponet is superior in strength but at least put up a fight. You might get lucky”
“If it’s someone I can’t beat, than it’s someone I have to trick.”
“You don’t say,” Magnus says, reaching for his trident.
“I’m curious, where did you find it?”
“No!” James shouts. “We don’t need to fight.”
“Calm, calm…Poseidon just likes carrying it, he doesn’t want to fight.”
Matija audibly snickers when ever Magnus is referred to as Poseidon
“I hate it when people argue,” Jem mutters, before walking off from the group.
“Damn it,” Magnus said, following James.
“What are you doing?” Jem asks Magnus away from the group.
“…So…Is Elise like…a very famous noble?”
Hunter awkwardly trying to make small talk with Matija.
“Are you alright?” Magnus asks, trying to sound caring.
Faustus laughs at this attempt, thinking of it as something else than attempting small talk.
“Ok bud, why don’t you ask her yourself?”
(Can’t because Shurian is offline.)
“If you’re suggesting what I think you’re suggesting, no. She’s pretty sure, but not my type.”
“Yep, if memory serves me right she comes from one of the most prestigious houses. Same with the douche over there”
“The moment I learn how to cast a fireball, I am going blast him all the way to Demwir.”
“agreed. Dont worry, not all of us are assholes as you can tell by me and elise” Matija chuckles
“Glad I’m not on anyone’s nerves yet.”