Tangled

Chapter 290

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"You're really bad at taking care of yourself, aren't you?"

The little bit of life I'd managed to bring back to the forest is already dwindling, but the spirit- Grimoire, I'm pretty sure-is floating in the air when I open my eyes, lying on their side with their head propped on their hand. "Excuse me?" What a welcome.

"Not eating. Don't even notice you have a fever. Wild magic inside of you." They shake their head. "You'll implode at this rate."

A fever? My forehead feels cool to touch. "I don't have a fever."

"Your hand is as hot as your-never mind. Not my problem if humans want to kill themselves." They roll over, presenting their back to me.

"What do you mean by wild magic? And why would I implode?"

The spirit waves their hand dismissively, not even bothering to look at me. Their indifference is frustrating.

Last time, they spoke with me after I connected with the magic hidden here.

Fine. If that's what it takes to get answers, I'll try again.

Once I focus, the hidden magic pulses beneath the lake, calling my attention.

I touch my forehead discreetly. It feels cool to me, but the spirit's words nag at the back of my mind. Could I really have a fever?

Pushing the thought aside, I concentrate on the magic thrumming beneath the water, the faintest whisper of it grazing the land. Reaching out with my senses, I try to coax it to life once more.

air still. But then, slowly, I feel a warmth spreading from my fingertips. It travels up my arms, settling in my chest before

There's a strange heat building inside me, different from the warmth of the magic.

my surprise, they're hovering

persistent than I

you'll

tilts their head, regarding me

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if you're asking the

frustrated sigh. Why can't magical beings ever give straight answers? Is it against some freaking supernatural law they hold deep in their souls? It's ridiculous. "No

can read my thoughts. "Okay, then what

gesture to the revitalized forest around us.

separated from my teacher. I'm on

you humans.

Never paying attention. There are no ornate rules to magic. Do you need lessons to breathe?" Magic seems a

it? It doesn't feel that way to

a spirit, and I'm a

sass in your head

trying to keep my thoughts out of my

danger. Wild magic, untamed and uncontrolled, is a force

was told I needed a teacher so I wouldn't

now is drawing power from the world. around you, but you're not giving anything back. It's like trying to fill a cup with

do wizards

Their body continues to rotate slowly in the

a slightly mocking tone, "they think they're so clever. They've found a way to

understand "What do you

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the pressure building up, they funnel that excess energy into these constructs. Imagine a pot of boiling water. Instead. of turning down the heat, they just keep adding more pots to catch the

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