Returning to the mage's association

Eldrian nodded in acknowledgment, wondering on what section Brazan had been stationed.

"Even back then rumors were often spread through the camp about your feats," Brazan said with a looked of understanding, "I finally understand how you managed to be the source of so many."

Eldrian just shrugged, he didn't care for all fame he had gained. Recently, people have even started staring at him. And not for the usual reasons, you know, him playing with spells and being an elf. Now they stared at him with curious starlit eyes. Similar to how people stared at celebrities. 

Eldrian didn't like the change. 

"Right, are you injured?" Eldrian asked. 

"Mmm, my neck... You really didn't hold back with that last strike." Rubbing his neck, Brazan knew that if the shield hadn't been a training shield just like the weapons, his neck might have snapped. 

Apologizing and casting a Tier 3 heal and rejuvenation as always, Eldrian then continued the fights.