Two sixteen year olds wait silently in a huge garden. One is sitting on a bench gripping his katana tightly incase he would need it, while the other is practising his powers on a large stone wall. Whenever he attacked, different coloured orbs and beams of magical energy flew out of his hands, and each colour performed different things against the wall. He fired a final beam, very bright, light grey in colour at the wall, repairing the chunks that had been taken out. The beam was Erumi 'creation' magic, which allows the user to create practically anything from just their energy.
"What was the point in that?" The first Erumi sitting on the bench asks.
"No point really... It's just I should repair the things I have broken..." He replies. The first one grunts and returns to staring aimlessly around the garden. He is startled when he hears a noise in one of the bushes infront of him. He tries to look like he didn't hear and waits for something to come out. |
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