Chapter Thirty-Eight
"Go fire!" Romeo shouted, waving his hands out wildly in front of him. After a moment of nothing happening, he let out a dramatic sigh and scratched out 'fire' from the very long list of magical abilities he had compiled. The list also included non-magical abilities such as yoga and math. No one had the heart, or patience, to explain to him that magic would not help him in these areas. "Hey, i***t, if you're going to try to figure out a power, don't do it in the guildhall. You almost burn it down on a regular basis using stuff you are at least competent with," Banksy sighed from across the table as he twisted open a lock before grabbing another from his bag. Lexi was still in her meeting with the Mistress and Banksy was understandably nervous, a sentiment that Romeo seemingly didn't share
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