It’s Time
"Even if you wish to rush it, what is the point of punishing yourself like this?" Noa could understand Blake's urge to get stronger, but if he rushed it too much, he might harm himself.
"It's fine, I do not feel all that bad. Just tired. What I need to do is expand my knowledge about magic circles. I have ideas for spells but no idea how to go about formulating a magic circle for them." Blake stretched his arms and legs as he spoke. He was already starting to feel better.
"Learning how to create spells is not easy. Even for the elves, it is no simple task, but then again, from the way you use magic, it is definitely a different method compared to what we are used to. So maybe you are a genius in spell creation." Noa moved and sat on top of Blake as she used this chance to move her hands across his chest.
"May I ask, little lady, are you trying to take advantage of me while I am down?" Blake asked teasingly.