Fear

“So I take it you’ve never heard of Weapocraft either then,” Alexei said before allowing his foci to shimmer back to its original form.

He placed the weapon back into its holster on his back where he felt it almost hum in satisfaction at being able to stretch its forms.

“I’ve heard of it, yes,” Risa said, “But only in rumour and legend, stories that date back to the earliest days of the Mage Temple records mixed in with things that should really just be dismissed as rumour or legend.”

“Like the battle for Undar’s Reach?” Alexei asked.

Risa’s eyes widened, “That’s a piece of history only spoken about in the oldest of tomes, how do you know about it?”

“It was something that the High Matrix spoke about as a way to describe Weapocraft to me,” Alexei said, “But the way she spoke about it… it was as if she had some kind of connection to it. Like it happened to a family member or something like that.”

“This is… a lot to take in,” Risa said, “But okay, understood, we’re going to be stay
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