Black Mage tries to figure out how Red Mage did what he just did.
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| Black Mage |
Explanations!
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| Red Mage |
I... I don't know. Just by watching it, it was like I knew how to cast it. It was so obvious. So simple. It had to be made manifest.
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| Black Mage |
So what, you change clothes and suddenly you're a master of lost magic? I don't buy it.
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| Thief |
What should that mean to those of us who didn't waste our lives nerding it up in a wizard's convent?
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| Black Mage |
Disregarding your gross ignorance of mage architectural naming schema, it sounds like he's talking about Blue Magic. But that's a myth.
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| Fighter |
Hold on. You can't cast Blue Magic. You're wearing red.
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| Red Mage |
So are you.
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| Fighter |
Wait, wait, wait, wait. Wait. Wait.
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| Beat
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| Fighter |
Wait.
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| Black Mage grabs, then stabs, Fighter.
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| Black Mage |
So. Moving on.
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| Thief |
There's Blue Magic now?
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| Black Mage |
There always has been. Or, more accurately, there never was.
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| Thief |
Thanks for clearing that up.
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| Fighter |
Wait. Okay, yeah. My mind is to totally blown.
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