"Great..." Slowly Evan muttered as he looked at the result. He had finally reached the first stage of "Awareness" in the "Magic Missile".
Now the beam passed through and contained much more energy. Evan hadn't planned to do the "Transforming of Spells" with the "Magic Missile" because he didn't yet know exactly what he wanted to change in it and if it was necessary. Moreover, nothing had changed since his lab had been destroyed. Evan had no materials, no scrolls, no desk, just nothing. Nevertheless, he had no desire to do the work of rebuilding the lab either, he just didn't need it now.
"Tomorrow it will finally be a good ti to give it my all. I wonder how strong are my opponents ?" Evan muttered as he pondered the upcoming tournant.
Bam. Bam. Bam.
Suddenly Evan heard loud thumps outside, as if soone was trying to break in and beating the barrier. He didn't understand what was going on. The young man thought he was being attacked or that soone was fighting right next to his house. Evan quickly ran outside and saw the man who was beating on the barrier around the house with a satisfied smile.
"Evan! You're finally out. I was getting tired of calling out for you, so I decided to knock. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA." Zak said loudly.
Evan didn't know what Zak was doing here or why he had co, but the young man was glad to see him anyway. He hurriedly walked over to Zak.
The commander looked Evan around and said: "And you're looking pretty good. Marcel told that you were lucky enough to et a talented blacksmith, but I see that you`ve found a tailor just as good."
Zak assessed Evan's appearance and his weapon. The young man took "Reverse Death" with him because he`d thought he was being attacked.
Evan nodded in response and said: "Commander, glad to see you, how did you get here?"
"Isn't it obvious? You have a tournant tomorrow and of course I'll be rooting for you, so today we need to get properly drunk!" Zak said cheerfully.
Evan was taken aback by that suggestion, but after a few seconds, he smiled and replied, "Your treat, then."
"Okay, kid, whatever you say. Let's go to one of Marcel`s bars, he said he had sothing special for us."
Said Zak and gestured to follow him.
...
After a while, Evan and Zak had arrived at the right place. Evan was surprised to find that the bar looked nothing like the other Marcel`s places, it was called "The Falling Drop".
It was rather closer in style to Zak: simple, spacious, and unpretentious. No expensive materials or elaborate decorations. The furnishings inside were, exactly, the sa as in any ordinary bar.
Zak saw Evan's puzzled face and decided to explain: "Don't look so surprised, Evan. Of all the establishnts that Marcel owns, this bar is special. You know that unlike Marcel, I don't like expensive restaurants, stores and so on. Marcel didn't like that I drank in cheap taverns instead of what he thought were decent places. He wanted to give one of his bars and after much persuasion I agreed, but on certain demands."
While Zak was telling Evan about the "Falling Drop", they walked leisurely over to the bar.
"My terms were: no fancy furniture, finishes, uniforms for the staff and decor and all the things you might find in any Marcel`s establishnt. Though it was difficult, he agreed. The only thing he insisted on was really high-quality expensive alcohol. As you can imagine, I didn't mind."
Evan and Zak sat down at the bar and the commander imdiately ordered.
In fact, Zak was the owner of the "Falling Drop", but since he didn't want to get involved in running the restaurant, Marcel had to take matters into his own hands.
Marcel had tried many tis to change things at the Falling Drop, but Zak was adamantly opposed to the vast majority of the ideas.
The barman quickly poured them two full glasses of ale.
Zak took the glass firmly and drank about half of it in a second. He put the glass back down with a clatter and said: "Evan, how do you rate your chances?"
The young man took a few sips and replied, "I'm going to go all the way, and I intend to win."
Evan understood that the opponents in the tournant would be serious, but he wasn`t going to lose. A tough fight in which he had to give it his all was what he needed. Evan would have wanted a fight similar to his and Fien's duel, but more fierce one.
"Good spirit, but I want you to know that this tournant is not as easy as it looks. The Erden family and the Cross family are very influential and many magicians respect them. Lots of talented young n from nearby towns have co to Mossy Vulture just to compete in the tournant. It's going to be really hard to win". Zak said calmly, taking another sip of ale.
"I understand, but all I have to do is defeat every opponent, that's all. I hope to see only worthy and interesting opponents, otherwise, the tournant won't be interesting for ." Evan said slowly.
He was glad to hear that it wouldn't just be the young n from Mossy Vulture who would be participating.
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