“I think I’m just gonna stick with natural and divine spells. It wouldn’t hurt to know some healing spells in case I stupidly injure myself while making some weapons or something.”
She replied. She did not know if there was a difference between both. However, she figured learning both would be useful than just learning one. She did not pay much attention to the part where he mentioned divine energy and how it could be easy for her to learn.
Isaak slaps his left fist into his right palm. “Natural and Divine spells it is then.” He pulled out two object out of his bag. “I need these to you show some spells, since I can’t use natural or divine spells otherwise, you might be more proficient with them and may not need these catalysts, but they are easier to learn with.” He explains. In his right hand was a chime, small bells that were making a light sound as he moved it, while in his left hand was a decorated stick with feathers, flowers and small critter bones.
“There are spells that require more charge time, but they can heal more, often it’s even an area that’s healed, quite helpful when you are in a battle and want to heal your fellow soldiers, other spells are quick to cast but don’t heal as much or prevent further bleeding, there are two natural spells that have a constant healing effect but they dissipate if your body gets harmed. Which one do you want to learn first?”
So, her body is that hot? Well, she never noticed the temperature of her body was this high. But with how his finger burned just touching her flesh. She can only guess that she was more close to the elemental fire than she originally thought. Another reason to stay far away from people, she thought.
“That’s cool to be able to heal your body like that. Will I be able to heal people eventually? I know how destructive fire can be, so I don’t think it will ever be possible, right?”
Isaak planned on just messing with her, but she was really that hot, so there was something behind the divine aura of her soul. But he will not mention it yet, maybe she’s not aware of her divine parentage.
“Let me think, there are four methods of healing that I know of, two of which use natural energy, the other uses divine energy and the last one uses soul energy.” He began to explain.
“I’d say that the natural and the divine spells are probably the easiest for you to learn, depending on your affinity to them. We could try all three methods and see what fits best to you.”
She pulled her tongue out in a teasing manner, “I was joking, man.” Kefla stated. She raised a hand and brought a flame to life. She figured he could not tell when someone was joking or being sarcastic.
“Go on, bro.” He probably knew what he was doing, otherwise, he would not ask if he could put his hand into her flames without a good reason. “Feel free to show me what you’re made of.”
“Phew, that’s good.” Isaak let out a sigh of relief after hearing it was just a joke.
After he got the approval he didn’t hesitate much and poked Kefla’s shoulder with his right index finger, checking if the fire body was a solid body or something else. The sound of burning flesh could be heard as he poked her shoulder, though there was not much of a reaction from his part.
“Yeah.. You’re hot.” He stopped poking Kefla, he then put his left hand over his right index finger and a purple glow appeared, once he removed his left hand the finger was healed again, leaving no marks from the fire.
She had spent some time away from people to practice. Some locals around here complained, but that was not enough to stop her.Then she started creating weapons to gain money. Rumors spread like wildfire about how awesome the weapons she made are. Upon seeing how impressed he was about her skill, she made a victorious dance inside her head. This was making her ego grow a little bit.
“Thank you, thank you. I’m glad to have offered a spectacle worth your money!” She exclaimed. As for what he said about her body being made of fire or wearing a mantle made of fire. She did not know how to respond, she literally had no idea how she was so good at fire manipulation. She made peace with it a while ago. “I never really cared about it, I just know that I’m good at using the element of fire. That’s it.”
“Wait, money? I don’t have anything at hand right now.” Isaak chuckled nervously, why did he have to follow these rumors about a blacksmith, of course it would result in him losing money.
“Mind if I put my hand into the flames? I want to see how the firebody reacts.” Isaak asked carefully. “If you want, I can show you one of my spells.”
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“Don’t sweat it, man. It’s normal for someone cool to attract another cool person.” She responded. She closed her eyes and thought of something that would impress him. She did not take him here to show him something anyone can do. She wanted him to see something she is the only one capable of doing it.
Eventually, something good appeared in her brain that satisfied her. She clasps her hands together like she is praying, but in reality, she is just charging elemental energy. When she was certain to have enough for what she planned on doing. The elemental energy left her body and materialized into three different creatures of pure fire: a golem, wolf and an orc.
She left the creatures alive for a few minutes then absorbed the elemental energy she used to make them into her body. It’s almost like she is the physical personification of the element of fire.
“Y-yeah, you are right.” Isaak stammers. He was excited to see what she wanted to show him, as soon as she started charging natural energy he could see its aura form before it would become visible to the human eye.
He wasn’t sure what he should expect when she had enough energy and when she used it, but the appearance of the three fire elementals was a neat surprise and their form was something outside of the standardised arcane elementals.
“That’s amazing, I knew that shamans could summon fire elementals, but to shape them into such a form makes it so much more special. All the Magus in this land always stick to the same standardised humanoid form. The Shamans I met so far tend to stick with an animal form.”
The last part of the spell she did surprised him even more, he only heard some stories about some rare wizards managing something similar, but that’s different. “Is your body made out of fire now or is it like a mantle you are wearing?”
Kefla moved backward with a big smile on her face, she was smiling like a kid learning they would get what they have been waiting months for. The famous new console that just got out. Before taking him to the place, she informed the person in charge of the library that she would taking the books and bring them back when she was finished with them.
Ten minutes later, they finally arrived at the area. It seemed to have suffered constant damage done by yours truly. “I forgot to introduce myself earlier, I am Kefla. I didn’t think I’d meet such a cool guy like you in this library, but I’m happy we did!”
Isaak was impressed by the damage done to the area, it seems she’s much more competent than he initailly thought, but the beginner books still have good advice even for experienced spellcasters.
“It’s nice to meet you Kefla, my name’s Isaak.” He answers with a smile, before he quickly got caught offguard by her compliment. “H-hey, I didn’t expect to meet a.. cool girl like you either.”
