[Whether it's because she knows to expect something, her own training with abjuration, or simply natural intuition, Zelda does not find herself nearly as thrown as Caster originally had when her vision goes dark and strange. She keeps her breathing rigidly even, mind sharp and intent as she observes what the pendant has to show them.
And my, what it has to show them certainly is something, indeed.]
I knew there had to be a source to it...
["All magic comes with a price." She had asked around, but none of the Resistance members could offer anything substantial, convinced that tackling the problem at its root to be something beyond their capability. But-- there, in the distance, she can almost see it. Like a shining star but so much fouler, the core of the enchantment.
She doesn't think twice about diving deeper into the vision, not a moment spared to think of the barrier or even Caster himself as she searches along the branches of magic, following them eagerly to their inevitable end.
Not the most cautious course of action, but it's probably fine, right? Right.]
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And my, what it has to show them certainly is something, indeed.]
I knew there had to be a source to it...
["All magic comes with a price." She had asked around, but none of the Resistance members could offer anything substantial, convinced that tackling the problem at its root to be something beyond their capability. But-- there, in the distance, she can almost see it. Like a shining star but so much fouler, the core of the enchantment.
She doesn't think twice about diving deeper into the vision, not a moment spared to think of the barrier or even Caster himself as she searches along the branches of magic, following them eagerly to their inevitable end.
Not the most cautious course of action, but it's probably fine, right? Right.]