Kingdom of Oland
Azrael scoffed, "Stop thinking weird stuff. Controlling your mana is the most basic and hardest step of all."
"But I really saw a white light." August retorted. The image was vividly clear in his mind.
Azrael rolled her eyes and walked away. She was in no mood to bicker with him. Valerie already broke the worst news to her. Now August was rubbing salt on her wounds. One last to live the dream she desired but she couldn't.
One may think she was being an ungrateful bug if it was not for the powers she would be not like this. Azrael walked into the kitchen pouring herself a drink. August followed her moments later.
"I am telling the truth. Why don't you believe me?" August argued.