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Grand Uncle

Famir was surprised to see Ning's usage of 'Enchantments'. He still believed that everything Ning was doing was Aether arts. 

"Do you feel any different?" Ning asked.

"Different? No, not really. I think it failed," Famir said. 

"Hmm? Try using it. Try invoking or enchanting. If you did become an Aether user, you will know then," Ning said. 

Famir stopped walking and hesitated a bit. "Umm… should I really try it senior?" he asked. 

"Of course. How else will we know?" Ning said.

"No, I mean…" Famir slowly turned towards his sister and pointed towards her. "Won't I end up like Mavenna?" he asked. 

"Oh, Sh*t. You're right. Nearly forgot about that," Ning said with an embarrassed smile. "I still need to learn more," Ning said. 

Famir was a little confused as to what a senior with so much knowledge could mean, but didn't say anything. 

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