>>5306453“Now then,” The witch continues, clearly not giving a crap about what you think, “I can also arrange some <span class="mu-b">TELEPORTATION</span> closer to the center of the facility if you’ll follow the sentries to the next room over. Don’t dawdle, now.”
Hold it, you snap as the sentries move to leave, you’ve got a question you need answered first!
“By all means,” groans your temporary ally, “the <span class="mu-r">DEMON INVASION</span> will wait–what’s the rush? Please, ask whatever you like. I <span class="mu-i">inseest</span>.”
Well if she ‘<span class="mu-i">inseest</span>’s, you growl, what was that she was saying about ‘<span class="mu-i">contamination</span>’ earlier? You know, with the <span class="mu-b">MAGIC</span> and junk!
“Hm? Ah yes, sometimes I forget how unapologetically <span class="mu-i">stupid</span> you preemitives are… you know about <span class="mu-b">MAGIC</span> about as much as a dachshund knows <span class="mu-b">CALCULUS.</span>”
Wait, you frown, what the hell is <span class="mu-b">CALCINUS?</span>
“She’s talking about <span class="mu-b">CALCIUM,</span> you dweeb.” Talbot snickers. “Y’know, the stuff milk’s made of?”
“I’m just goink to intervene here before I <span class="mu-i">catch</span> the stupid…” Interjects the witch in an annoyed tone. “Since I doubt you’ll live long enough to truly comprehend this explanation, I’ll be brief: your entire body is saturated in heavy amounts of <span class="mu-b">RAW MAGIC.</span>”
When she says <span class="mu-b">RAW MAGIC,</span> you interrupt, does she mean, like, <span class="mu-b">WILD MAGIC,</span> or-
“<span class="mu-i">WILD</span> magic? How <span class="mu-i">precious.</span>” The witch giggles in an unnervingly chipper voice! “Yes, yes, the big, bad <span class="mu-i">WILD</span> magic will get you, so take care!”
You get the vague feeling that she’s making fun of you.
“Of course I am, <span class="mu-i">stupid</span>. <span class="mu-b">RAW MAGIC</span> is the correct term–<span class="mu-b">HIGH SCHOLAR,</span> remember?”
Sure, you groan, so what’s the deal, anyways?
“The ‘<span class="mu-i">deal</span>?” She responds, unsure of how to reply, “What, you mean… you haven’t… oh that <span class="mu-i">IS</span> amusing!”
In a distressing display of technological achievement, the golems double over in a collective giggle fit! Quit it, assholes!
>CONTD. 