Chapter 411: Let’s Do This_Millennial Mage

Chapter 411: Let’s Do This

 T and Rane ran through the lush wilderness toward Bandfast.

 Traveling in the summer was so different from the winter, and it wasnt only because the pervading color was green instead of white.

 The trees being full of leaves meant that lines of sight were changed, as even her threefold sight ttened out to the superficial at any sort of range.

 Thankfully, there were never enough trees close together to constitute a forest, so it wasnt too much of an issue.

 Additionally, they were still able to senserge sources of power and avoid them, but it made for a more tense traveling experience.

 Even so, as she traveled with Rane on this leg, she was careful not to hover, even while keeping an eye on him with her threefold sight.

 He, in turn, didnt purposely try to put distance between them that she would have to cover quickly in order to keep close enough for emergencies.

 When they stopped at midday, T produced the spread of food prepared by Mistress Petra, and the two Archons lounged in the tall grass of the rolling ins, beneath a lone tree.

 Rane and T chatted over the food, and the man seemed to have a bit more life in him than before.

 After theyd finished the spread, they were taking a moment to simply enjoy the little spot that T had found for them to eat their fill.

 Terry was syed out on a nearby boulder, catching the few beams of sunlight that came through the summer foliage.

 T nced Ranes way, taking in the contented smile he wore below closed eyes as he enjoyed a moment of silence in the shade.

 She almost decided not to disturb him, but he cracked an eye and looked her way. What?

 She quirked a smile. What do you mean?

 You were staring.

 Not really.

 Sure. He smiled. Now, what were you thinking?

 She shrugged. How are you doing?

 He shrugged in turn. Well enough. How are you? Your sister basically rejected your entire way of life.

 Eh. Not really? She just decided it wasnt for her T sighed. That does mean that she she swallowed. She wont have as long a life as she could have, but that is her choice to make.

 He sighed and nodded. Yeah. We each have our own path.

 T opened her mouth to ask him about his own path, but she stopped herself. He had already deflected once, and she didnt want to be pushy.

 Instead, they finished their rest in silence before continuing on.

 Terry alternated between running and flickering across the ins, riding on Ts shoulder, or riding in Kit.

 As such, it was a rather easy trip from Marliweather to Bandfast.

 * * *

 T and Rane spent a couple of days in Bandfast catching up with their friends and acquaintances there.

 Master Cazor did not spar with T, though he and Rane had a few fun matches.

 Ranes partially Refined nature helped him edge out victory more often than thest time theyd fought, but it still wasnt a clean sweep.

 Master Cazor had been continuing his specific training tobat Mages of all stripes, and Rane still mainly trained to fight magical creatures. That differenceby its very naturegave the less advanced Archon his own edge.

 Mistress Aproa was out on a caravan run, so they didnt get to see her, but most everyone else was around.

 T almost dropped through to say hi to master Lisa and ask him about the magic-dimension squid horrors. She really should have asked him about those before, there had just been so much else going on that it hadnte up.

 Regardless, the option was taken from her this time around because the store was locked when she went by.

 She didnt know if that was because the fox-man was out, or if hed seen hering and locked the door.

 Regardless of why, she wasnt going to be able to enter without either physically or magically kicking down the door. So, she let the idea go.

 T briefly dropped by Mistress Hollys workshop, and the woman took some time to sit down to enjoy coffee and scones with T and Rane.

 Mistress Holly initially gave Rane a rather intense look, but didnt actually say anything to him in the end. She did mutter something under her breath that Rane couldnt have heard.

 T, herself, only barely caught it. Good, someone else already pped some sense into you.

 Beyond that, Mistress Holly was a busy woman, and they didnt take too much more of her time.

 While in the city, they stayed with Lyn and Kannis, using Lyns house as a convenient spot for Kits door to manifest.

 Whenever the two women werent working, they spent time with Rane and T, eating, chatting, ying some newer strategy games.

 One was an odd variant of tafl that had been designed to be yed by four yers.

 It was a bit awkward to learn initially, but that was mainly because it was so alien from the way Rane and T had been ying the game. Even so, in the end, they decided to have a boardmissioned for their use back in Alefast.

 All told, there was little of note in the city, and after those two days, Rane and T headed back home, back to Alefast.

 * * *

 Back in Alefast, T and Rane fell back into theirmon routines.

 They trained, socialized, yed tafl, caught ys when they could, and just lived life, seeing each other more often than not.

 T didnt have to leave the city for missions very often as it seemed like the number of cells bubbling up had lessened. Even so, the number of magical creatures attacking the walls was continuing apace, so she and her unit were fighting more often over all.

 Brandon and Kedva officially moved into Kitinto a house just on the edge of Irondale to be specificand they settled in to be permanent fixtures of the ce.

 Kedva helped Mistress Petra as well as worked to improve various parts of the sanctum. She wasnt showing yet, but as many first-time mothers, she was being careful with almost every action.

 Healers were being consulted on the repercussions of the increased magic density, and Kedva, herself, hade down from the increased power until several healers were able to verify that her magics wouldnt harm the baby in the slightest.

 They would have to be factored in at the birth, but the general rmendation was that she allow them to fade before going intobor regardless.

 Brandon settled in as a full-time assistant to Master Simon.

 T found herself paying them, somehow, even though she didnt ever actually agree to any such thing officially.

 Still, they were helpful, and they did good work, so she didnt mind much.

 It was because of their joining her workforce that T found herself within her sanctum on her first day fully off since her return to Alefast. She stood beside her sparring ring, amplifying the gravitational attraction of the reality nodes toward one another.

 Master Simon and Brandon were continuing to monitor what her magics were doing, even though, from what she could see, she was doing nothing.

 Thats why I have them, I suppose.

 -Yes, more specific sensing magicsand more minds tob through the dataare quite useful.-

 Moreover, it gave her more time to read.

 That was precisely what she was doing, sitting back outside the ring as her magics continued to work and as the men monitored those magics.

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 -Why are we here? We can keep these magics going from anywhere near to Kit.-

 Where else would we be? Rane is getting some one-on-one training with a weapon master and as fun as that is to watch, I have some reading that Ive been meaning to catch up on.

 -Well thats fair.-

 T had read through four booksas well as eating both lunch and dinnerbefore Master Simon finally sighed.

 He walked over to where she was sitting, Brandon at his side.

 Im sorry, Mistress T, but it seems like it doesnt matter how much we increase gravitational attraction between reality nodes, nothing really seems toe fromthat

 Behind him, the air above the sparring ring rippled.

 The Archive te in his hand shifted, its pigment bing entirely dark red before flipping back to disying the various readings. It alternated back and forth in what was clearly a bid to grab the mans attention.

 T was standing an instantter, even as Master Simon and Brandon spun around.

 She had not stopped her amplification, and at this point, the multiplier of the gravitational constant for this particr interaction was so absurd as to be almostical.

 There was an audible crack, and T watched the reality nodes merge into one.

 At the same time, T watched all of the void that had been within the sparring ringbetween reality nodesripple outward, pushed to the edges of the sphere that shed been acting upon.

 Somehow the infinite void that already existed at that delineation grew more distinct.

 The sparring arena was somehow more separate from her sanctum than anything else.

 It felt even more separated than the superficial was, even if that made no sense at all.

 Yet, T could still see it with her mundane eyes as well as her threefold sight.

 It was also still within her authority, still within Kit.

 There, at the same time, was an uncrossable void and no gap at all.

 She stopped increasing the amplification but kept hold of the magics. Whats going on, Master Simon?

 He was manipting his Archive te in a frenzy. Brandon, beside him, was doing much the same.

 Finally, he shook his head in frustration. Its obviously a bit more stable and should be more resilient to magical abrasion, but beyond that? I have no idea.

 * * *

 An hourter, the state of the sparring circle hadnt changed, and Master Grediv was staring at it intently.

 The Paragon turned to speak to T, Master Simon, Brandon, and the few Constructionists that Master Grediv had brought with him. This somehow crossed the barrier into a conceptual working, or it might as well have.

 There were several intakes of breath, many eyes ncing toward T.

 In some starsas well as ck holes and simr phenomenathe separation between thingsthe void that makes up the bulk of the volume of normal matteris crushed away. You have done something simr, but without affecting the matter involved at all.

 T frowned, and when he noticed her clearck of understanding, he continued.

 Youpressed the reality nodes to the point that the distinction between the various parts was meaningless.

 She nodded, then, slowly. But that separation was more conceptual than actual.

 And that conceptual separation is now gone. If you are willing, I have a few elementally specialized Mages here. May we test some things? Will you allow their auras and magic to work within this space?

 The researchers gave her searching looks at that question, but they didnt say anything. T considered a moment before nodding, pulling her aura back out of the space, and rxing her hold on that portion of her sanctum.

 Master Grediv turned and motioned to a woman on the far side of the group.

 T watched inscriptions light up, magic zing through her as she reached and seized some of the rock within the sparring circle.

 Well, that seemed like what she tried to do at the very least.

 The Mages eyes widened, and her nostrils red along with her inscriptions as she dumped power into her magics.

 The woman was a Refined and likely very skilled at what she did.

 Even so, when she finally copsed in frustration a minuteter she had only managed to raise a couple of stone spikes two or three inches high in a half-foot diameter circle.

 After coughing and then guzzling some water, she shook her head. Ive never had that much trouble. Even back at the Academy with my first inscriptions, I could manage more than that.

 Master Grediv nodded slowly. Can you describe the feeling?

 The woman huffed. It felt like I was trying to move dozens of times as much stone as I was actually trying to work with, but it was as finicky as if I were trying to make perfectly legible text instead of generic spikes. I could have powered through it, but that wasnt the point of the test. I was limited to the pre-specified amounts of power, but it just wasnt enough for what I was trying to do. She huffed augh. I even tried to use more power internally to strengthen and augment the power I used for the working, but it didnt help as much as it should have.

 The other Constructionists looked at each other in confusion. They were likely familiar with this woman and what she was capable of.

 Master Grediv motioned for T, Can you please smooth that out?

 T shrugged and willed for it to be t once more.

 It leveled out just as any other part of the sanctum would have bent to her will.

 There were murmurs at that, as they had all clearly seen that she didnt use any magic, directly.

 They had been briefed on what to expect, but it was one thing to be told and another to see with ones own eyes.

 Master Grediv motioned to another Refined, a man this time.

 That Refined extended his hands, his inscriptions zing with power.

 T watched and was able to interpret his actions as reaching for the air within the bubble of altered reality.

 The air actually did move and shift, giving T a very interesting view through her threefold sight.

 The reality nodes didnt actually move around. They traded air?

 That was the only real way to describe it.

 When air left the sphere, other air was pulled in, acting as if it had always been there.

 Sweat was building across the exposed skin of the air focused Archon. As soon as it exits the sphere, it acts as I expect, but within? Its like trying to lift a mountain with a feather.

 There were some chuckles at that.

 It was obviously a bit of an arrogant statement, because the man was actively doing the supposedly difficult task, but he was also obviously being hyperbolic.

 Finally, he released his magics and sat down heavily. I think I agree with Mistress Brisas assessment. Id estimate that it is around fifty times as difficult to enact workings within that space. That said, I got the distinct feeling that if I approached the working differently it would have acted more in the vein of what I was expecting.

 The other RefinedMistress Brisanodded. I got that feeling as well. It was like I was missing a part of my mental model, and I was having to bridge the gap in understanding with power.

 That started a long discussion about what might be missing, but T wasnt paying strict attention.

 t would let her know if anything important was said or realized.

 Instead, she walked toward the water that encircled the sparring circle.

 Her threefold sight swept over the oddity that was the reality node before her.

 It was massive as she considered such things.

 Most reality nodes that werent associated with a life form were only a couple of feet across at thergest.

 Except the world fragment. Well, that was an assumption. When shed explored the world fragment, she hadnt really had any truly practiced form of voidsight.

 Still, the massive reality node felt simr to that ce.

 She nced back. Im going in.

 That stopped the Constructionists conversation dead. When there was no immediate response, T continued.

 Is there any reason that I shouldnt?

 A few shaking heads were all that she needed.

 Alright, then. Monitor closely.

 Without further preamble, she willed herself into the middle of the sparring circle.

 This was her sanctum.

 Everything within was hers.

 It was trivial to move into the center.

 As she appeared, she felt the true stillness of everything.

 She felt a groundedness that made her stagger slightly, as odd as that sounds.

 It was as if her whole life had been on shifting sands, and finally, she stood on solid rock.

 The disorientation passed quickly.

 I didnt feel that in the world fragment.

 -Your senses are better now, but its also likely that this is a different phenomenon.-

 She moved her hand, not feeling any extra resistance in the air, but also feeling like it was more real than it had been.

 It was no harder to breathe, nor do anything else, but there was decidedly less movement to the magic within the space.

 In fact, as soon as T noticed that, she could feel that it was almost like the zeme was still there, moving and shifting, but slightly removed from the reality node, itself.

 Her own reality node was intact and separate within therger node, just as shed expected. Though, here, it seemed like her node waspressed more tightly around her physical body than it usually was.

 She needed another perspective.

 Terry?

 Terry flickered into the circle beside her.

 Shed seen him watching from a nearby stand of trees. Does this ce feel odd to you?

 He chirped, then flickered around her, moving essentially as fast as he usually did.

 If she was reading him correctly, though, it was taking more power for him to move, but not that much more. Youve made the mental adjustment to function normally, here?

 He stopped his movement and trilled.

 She found herself smiling. Of course you have. You are fantastic. I wish you could just tell us what were missing.

 His look was full of incredulity.

 Right, right. If we dont figure it out for ourselves, our understanding will be lesser.

 He bobbed once, then flickered to her shoulder to wait.

 T, for her part, turned and walked toward one of the exits to the sparring circle, one of the stone bridges that spanned the flowing water.

 As she came to the edge of her working, she paused and examined the space in front of herself.

 There was nothing different that her mundane eyes could see, but her threefold sight insisted that the void wasrger there at the edge of the ring.

 As she stepped across that void, her physical body and mundane sight experienced nothing of note.

 Her magical density seemed to take a slight dip, and her threefold sight briefly took in the void far more clearly.

 It was odd, like passing through the doorway into a house and having the feeling that the walls were thicker than she had been expecting.

 She basically never noticed the doorframes of houses she entered, but here, it struck her as being oddlyrge.

 And then she was through, and it was like nothing had happened.

 Once again she almost stumbled as she suddenly felt a bit wrong footed once again, like her foundations were a bit less sure, here.

 She nced back and didnt notice any oddities from this close on the outside..

 Master Grediv walked her way. I think thest thing we can test is to have you dismiss the working.

 Oh? Is it time for that? T found herself smiling. You know, Ive been building this off and on for a year, right? Im going to be frustrated if we arent actually ready to record as much information as possible.

 He chuckled at that. We understand the investment youve made here, Mistress T. Yes, I think we are ready.

 Very well, lets do this.

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Chapter 411: Let’s Do This