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.

silent, the air still. But then, slowly, I feel a warmth spreading from my fingertips. It travels up my arms, settling in my chest before radiating outward. The golden glow returns, seeping from my hands into the ground. It spreads like veins through the earth, bringing color

aware of my body. There's a strange heat building inside

eyes, hoping to see the spirit more willing to engage. To my surprise, they're hovering closer now, their ethereal form shimmering with an intensity that

persistent than I gave you

this mean you'll answer my

regarding me with those

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you're asking the

Why can't magical beings ever give straight answers? Is it against some freaking

thoughts. "Okay, then what should I be

revitalized forest around us. "You seek more

My teacher-I was separated from my teacher. I'm on

you humans.

with Never paying attention. There are

doesn't feel that

spirit, and

a lot of sass in your head for

to keep my thoughts out

and therein lies the danger. Wild magic, untamed and uncontrolled, is a force of nature. It

say consume-I was told I needed a teacher so I wouldn't kill myself and everyone

they're upside down, seafoam-colored hair reaching the ground. They look ridiculous, despite the grim words and solemn expression. "Magic requires balance, they explain. "What you're doing now is drawing power from the world. around you, but you're not giving anything back. It's like trying to fill a cup

how do

otherworldly light as they consider my question. Their body continues to rotate slowly in the air, defying gravity in a way that

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

understand "What do

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magical dumping ground. When they feel the pressure building up, they funnel that excess energy into these constructs. Imagine a

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