[Belth steps closer to him and takes Eithan's hands. Belth's are eternally cold, but at least he's gentle.]
Now... gather your mana in your hands-- your energy-- and see yourself forming that perfect gem you just envisioned, as if it were made of clay. Don't worry if it feels too malleable. It will solidify according to your vision.
[ Cold. jdfkls dude he's gonna buy you some gloves, geez.
Anyway. He takes a deep breath, closes his eyes, pulls in his focus. His magic always flows where he wills it - always has - so it forms easily in his hands. His flame appears, of course, but there's that white shimmer with it, the one he saw Belth draw to the surface last time. ]
Multa. Neus. Arcanus.
[ The gem forms - crackling, volatile at first, but the instability levels out before it finally compresses and solidifies into that perfect shape. He blinks at it a few times, then looks to Belth with a hopeful smile. ]
[Belthazar's eyes light up in a way that has nothing to do with fel magic.]
Oh my goodness! It worked! [And Eithan thought he was being nerdy before. Belthazar clenches his fists and shakes them in victory.] Yes! Oh, Light, yes!
[ That excitement is downright contagious, and that smile turns into a grin - and a laugh. ]
Dude, this is awesome! This is-- You just-- I mean, this is nothin' like possible in my world, and you just taught me how to do it, and I did it! It worked!
[ Eithan's still beaming. There are so many reasons why this is amazing, with the fact that Belth doesn't have to suffer from mana withdrawal being the most important, but it also implies that if this sort of thing is teachable, well... that opens a ton of new avenues for advanced magic for the both of them. He's perhaps more excited about that than he ever, ever thought he would be. ]
Right, yeah. Movin' on. Heh. What next? Gettin' my mana to stay in this thing for you, right?
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Now... gather your mana in your hands-- your energy-- and see yourself forming that perfect gem you just envisioned, as if it were made of clay. Don't worry if it feels too malleable. It will solidify according to your vision.
And then, repeat after me:
Multa. Neus. Arcanus.
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Anyway. He takes a deep breath, closes his eyes, pulls in his focus. His magic always flows where he wills it - always has - so it forms easily in his hands. His flame appears, of course, but there's that white shimmer with it, the one he saw Belth draw to the surface last time. ]
Multa. Neus. Arcanus.
[ The gem forms - crackling, volatile at first, but the instability levels out before it finally compresses and solidifies into that perfect shape. He blinks at it a few times, then looks to Belth with a hopeful smile. ]
... Huh. So, passing grade?
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Oh my goodness! It worked! [And Eithan thought he was being nerdy before. Belthazar clenches his fists and shakes them in victory.] Yes! Oh, Light, yes!
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Dude, this is awesome! This is-- You just-- I mean, this is nothin' like possible in my world, and you just taught me how to do it, and I did it! It worked!
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It might be, if you are able to do it. Goodness, I... phew, I still can't believe... but we should move on, yes?
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Right, yeah. Movin' on. Heh. What next? Gettin' my mana to stay in this thing for you, right?