’Baby steps.’ Lith thought, using his own fingers as a scaffolding for the spirit magic barrier. Soon his left hand was covered by a thin and eerie green glow.
’This stuff wouldn’t block a pen stroke and is thinner than a hair, but it’s still a barrier.’ He thought. ’Now let’s try to move it away from my fingers.’
A sudden knocking on his door made him yelp and shattered the infant spirit spell.
’Nice job.’ Solus laughed. ’If we ever have to use it in battle, we must hope that our enemy is as silent as a mouse.’
"Lith? Do you mind if I come in? Phloria asked.
"Not at all." Lith tried to open the door with a spirit spell and failed miserably. Even from barely a few meters of distance, the green glow was so faint that Solus’s mana sense could barely perceive it.
"Do you want to come down for dinner? You’ve been locked in here all day and I was beginning to worry. Besides, Mom and Kamila will be here in a while." Phloria said.
Only then did Lith look out of the window above his desk and notice that it was way past sunset. The realization drained his energy and made his stomach grumble. He had been so absorbed in his work that he had failed to notice the passing of time.
"Thank you, Phloria. If it wasn’t for you, I’d starve. I’ll join you in a minute." Lith put away all the papers Solus had worked on, leaving Phloria amazed by the amount of research he had done and by the amount of mana still lingering in the room.
It was enough to make the hair on her neck stand up.
’How the heck can Lith write and weave spells at the same time?’ She thought. ’Either each one of his eyes has a mind of its own or being a hybrid is just one of his secrets.’
She couldn’t even consider the idea that Lith had lied to her. After all, she knew that there were still many oddities about him that even having two life forces couldn’t explain.
"One more thing. Tomorrow is Yondra’s funeral and you told me that she had entrusted you her last message. I’ve been tasked to return her body to her family, do you want to come along?" Phloria asked.
Lith nodded and followed her downstairs. He hadn’t known Yondra Mefaal for long plus they had started off the wrong foot. Yet she had been the first to recognize his talent and offer him to inherit her legacy.
Even though death had prevented her from keeping her part of the bargain, Lith was willing to fulfill her dying wish.
***
Mogar didn’t have a specific set of clothes for funerals nor specific rituals to pay a final farewell to the departed among its customs. Some would mourn them and cry while others would throw a party to celebrate the life of their beloved ones rather than focus on the way they had died.
Much to everyone’s surprise, Yondra’s funerals took place at the Black Griffon academy instead that at her home. Lith and Phloria wore their uniforms, while Quylla wore her White Griffon Assistant Professor clothes.
Phloria had to answer the Mefaal family and the Black Griffon for having failed to protect Yondra, while Lith was there only to impart them her last words and check how Rainer was doing.
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