Hesitation 1/2

While I pondered about my future options and what I could find in the old man's room that saved my life, I thought "" what the hell am I doing "" wanting to hit me for my reverend stupidity, that is, I had one of the strongest archimagas if not the strongest of Azeroth and had her as a guide to a quarter of the gods they know contained there.

This was not a mission with a fixed objective, he was so focused on useless things that he forgot the most basic things that should be done in unfamiliar situations "ask" taking a breath for what he knew would be an arduous task, he armed himself with courage and with the best smile what could he do, he said

"Do you happen to have any idea how to prevent someone with too much mana from exploding?" Ok I have the subtlety of a brick in the face, but I have no idea how to start a pleasant conversation, damn lack of sociability I blame video games.

Bewildered by the unexpected question, Jaina took a step back from the literal potential bomb. and she wondered if it was too much to run and call her dad.

But his curiosity was stronger so pushing all his survival instincts aside, he first explained the basics to this neophyte.

* cough * clearing her throat to try to imitate the tone of voice that her teachers took to teach them, this started with the basics of the basics

"As you know, all living beings possess some degree of mana, whether or not they lack the ability to freely access these reserves, they differentiate them from common people to adventurers, magicians, warriors, etc. who master multiple uses of this. energy, although there are many divergences between their ----- "

"Wait, wait I just need to know how not to explode not a whole lesson of what mana is and its origins"

Rolling his eyes at the continued impudence of the ignorant vulgar, he decided not to give her the opportunity to get rid of a part of his ignorance, what impudence not wanting to take advantage of his kindness.

"Meditate idiot, feel the mana and contain it in your body that's the basics and make sure not to absorb mana from the atmosphere, meditate and imagine a tampon or something that contains your aura"

Opening the door of his uncle's room, he invited the idiot to enter

"Hurry up the guy has a meditation room, this will help you to enter a trance more easily, you better not forget to thank my kindness by answering some questions, you have not even told me your name" urging him to commit home invasion, the The dwarf's eyes said to hurry

He took a step into the room, looking around and the only conclusion he could reach was that he was in the room of an old priest, the smell of what he thought was incense, the candles and strange symbols that filled the room almost Pristine with only one bed, two doors leading to what he assumed to be the bathroom and the meditation room.

MEDITATION

Of all the things I thought he would do, this was at the bottom of a list that included finding a grandfather in some ring or an almighty book having the quickest solution to all his problems.

But as he learned in his past lives, nothing was easy for idiots like him.

I really didn't want to think, I came to this room thinking that being here would give it some kind of purpose or mission, but I still didn't know exactly what to do.

Of course, bothering that adorable brat, it was very nice and finding a way not to die was very high on her list but even so, all that felt very far away ... dying, because she did not have that gripping fear before her. arrival.

The idea of ​​death did not paralyze him, but encouraged him to move.

That was even stranger, "he" was not like that but for each moment that followed in this world that had not reached an hour, emptiness began to fill with something else.

He was terrified of closing his eyes and facing things he preferred to avoid, seriously it was him.

"Come on hurry up, the guy won't be long in coming"

Preparing her heart for what was to come, I cross the threshold

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What am I doing? The uncle will kill me. Let's not talk about my father. He will punish me for life.

Helping an intruder to enter the room of the highest ranking officer other than my father, that brat believed that such a room would be open to his complete disposal? he doubted that strange question even more.

Explode for not being able to control his mana, that was very strange, it could only suggest ideas that you would exploit for something like that, the most logical would be that you were affected by a curse and used as a human bomb.

It had been done before, he wouldn't be surprised if that would be the case ... he was in a lot of trouble right? Still, the brat didn't react to any of the banishing, dispelling, and detecting spells that he had subtly cast along the way.

It was clean, without any magical signature that indicates any affiliation or possible terrorism, but even the continuous loss of mana in the atmosphere showed that the brat did not have the slightest sample of magical training, any magician who respects himself would teach him the dire consequences of the addictions produced by the arcane.

When I try to prime him with the basics of the basics, to test whether he was faking his obvious ignorance, that idiotic look that screamed "I don't understand a word" was too stupid to be a lie, that or an actor who It could evade the malicious detection runes installed as security in the uncle's room.

I really couldn't understand it, it seems that at one point I knew who she was but I dismissed it as if it were a nuisance to deal with later, it was the first time that someone had taken her out of the box so much to the point of being able to freely release her tongue as I had not done it ..... never.

Since she was aware she had followed a routine that entailed receiving classes in magic, nobility, science, politics, mathematics and other subjects that every girl born with the blessing of the arcane along with the responsibility of the future reign of the most powerful maritime nation in the world. known continent.

Her parents certainly loved her, her father had tried many times for her to give up her arcane studies so that she would have a happier childhood appearance but she forgot that magic was something of her, something that composed her in a way that if you asked her to. Letting go was like asking him to stop breathing.

Each mystery revealed, the infinite application it had in her daily life, the beauty of being able to have at her entire disposal one of the most primal forces that make up the universe, filled her with a joy that the rest of the tedious tasks could not diminish.

But just because she loved magic so much didn't mean she wasn't what the mirror showed every time she got up, a girl.

She could not help feeling alone, that while she devoted herself to the mysteries of the arcane that feeling that she tried to put aside with continuous debates with her teachers, is that she felt alone, the feeling of loneliness only worsened when in all the ports in the to anchor the ship, everyone knew her as the "princess" of Kul Tiras

The daughter of the revered admiral of Kultiras, just that ... along with the different spells she had to detect intentions, the feeling of isolation produced by knowing all the negative intentions of even the seemingly kindest knight, made her want even more. shutting yourself off from the rest of the world.