Kasmia’s display unsettled Tek, he had only seen similar forms of magic used by the tree folk of his world, but knew it was a learned skill for mortal races.
Making their way to their soon to be mentor, he quietly admired the landscape, the dense forest giving him a familiar feeling of safety.
He thought of his own mentor, hoping the Ancestors would ease his worry.
How many lessons had he been impatient in learning, rushing through them in his idle boredom. While they had been easy, he now wished he had taken his time, understood the wisdom of his elder.
Stepping back from these thoughts, he saw that they had arrived and their trainer was walking out to meet them.
This time, I must be humble in my lessons. May the Ancestors forgive my past hubris.

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