[Only after did he realize what he had called her, but it was a thought he easily brushed aside. It was how he referred to many he had sparred with in the past, and she was a friend. Odd that it had slipped out without his thinking on it, but it was what it was.]
I did not take it as such.
[On the matter of her wariness, at another time he would employ such deceit. Though he usually reserved it for those that did not yet know battle, the young ones where he feared their compassion would cost them and others their lives.
Such was not the focus of this lesson however, understanding magic was, and he thought this to be the best way to go about it. This was something he was as new to teaching as she was at learning, but judging by the look on her face he had made a good call.]
Follow my movements, and trust me not to harm you.
[He stepped so that he was behind her, and shifted their hand so that his palm was against the back of her free hand, and his other hand wrapped over hers on the staff. For a moment he had to adjust himself to get used to the set-up. The warmth from someone's hand was not the familiar cloth grip of his staff, and having someone in such close proximity without the protection of his armor was jarring. Enough that for a moment the power he channelled would waver before he was able to regain his focus.
Once he has readied himself he moved their hands in a gentle sweeping motion, as one might idly stir water in a pool or fountain. This is anything but an idle motion though, the power thickened around them as he drew the magic of the fade to them, the staff serving almost as a beacon or lightning rod for the ambient energy in the area, keeping it drawn to them.
Then the air in their hand shimmered as though it was giving off heat, but other than the tingling warmth, there had been no increase in temperature. Then finally a spark, rapidly followed by another until they had a crackling formless cluster of electricity emanating from the palm of her hand. Like he had promised, there was no pain despite the angry sparks dancing along their arms.
He gave her some time to study the feel of it, and when he thought her ready he continued.]
I am going to show you what happens when a spell is halted before it is finished. It may sting, but less so than my earlier spells.
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I did not take it as such.
[On the matter of her wariness, at another time he would employ such deceit. Though he usually reserved it for those that did not yet know battle, the young ones where he feared their compassion would cost them and others their lives.
Such was not the focus of this lesson however, understanding magic was, and he thought this to be the best way to go about it. This was something he was as new to teaching as she was at learning, but judging by the look on her face he had made a good call.]
Follow my movements, and trust me not to harm you.
[He stepped so that he was behind her, and shifted their hand so that his palm was against the back of her free hand, and his other hand wrapped over hers on the staff. For a moment he had to adjust himself to get used to the set-up. The warmth from someone's hand was not the familiar cloth grip of his staff, and having someone in such close proximity without the protection of his armor was jarring. Enough that for a moment the power he channelled would waver before he was able to regain his focus.
Once he has readied himself he moved their hands in a gentle sweeping motion, as one might idly stir water in a pool or fountain. This is anything but an idle motion though, the power thickened around them as he drew the magic of the fade to them, the staff serving almost as a beacon or lightning rod for the ambient energy in the area, keeping it drawn to them.
Then the air in their hand shimmered as though it was giving off heat, but other than the tingling warmth, there had been no increase in temperature. Then finally a spark, rapidly followed by another until they had a crackling formless cluster of electricity emanating from the palm of her hand. Like he had promised, there was no pain despite the angry sparks dancing along their arms.
He gave her some time to study the feel of it, and when he thought her ready he continued.]
I am going to show you what happens when a spell is halted before it is finished. It may sting, but less so than my earlier spells.