The Major wasn't too happy that Grandpa joined our training session.
But what could he say?
He did what most dark mages choose to do with things they don't like but can't confront: he ignored him.
And beat me magically in the most humiliating ways.
We were both wearing defensive artifacts that turned serious attack spells that went through shields into rather harmless, but most painful shocks to the body. We had gone way past the harmless spells of the beginning. And now that we didn't have a golem, we had to use that method.
Why didn't he use this method before, and used golems?
Well, it was dangerous.
The artifact was supposed to be safe. It was supposed to work, and it did… 99% of the time, that is.
Learning magic was dangerous.
There's a reason so many apprentices die during t
