Matabar 2: A Progression Fantasy Epic

And, of course, it holds Star Magic seals of demonology — a branch studied only in Makingia, Enario, and Scaldavin!” Ardan glanced at the knife in his hand, then back at Tantov, and then at his knife again. Ardan gripped his staff tightly, mentally reviewing every battle spell he knew by heart. Peter eyed his watch with ill-concealed irritation. “They’re running late.” Meanwhile, Ardan kept a shield and his most powerful spell, Ice Flowers, at the ready in his mind, secretly wishing no one would ever come downstairs at all. Relative to what, precisely?” Ardan pondered briefly and then, drawing on what he had read, though with little confidence, finally answered, “Relative… to the observer?” The Senior Magister gave a roguish grin and snapped his fingers. “Close, young mage, close indeed.