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.

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.

building inside me, different from the

to engage. To my surprise, they're hovering closer now,

"You're more persistent than I gave

you'll

tilts their head, regarding me with those unfathomable

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you're asking

back a frustrated sigh. Why can't magical beings ever give straight answers? Is it against some freaking supernatural law

I forgot they can read my thoughts. "Okay, then what

us. "You seek

my teacher. I'm on

you humans.

you pay attention. That's the problem with Never paying attention. There are no ornate

it? It doesn't feel that way to

spirit, and I'm

sass in your head for

my throat, trying to keep my thoughts out

to control, and therein lies the danger. Wild magic, untamed and uncontrolled, is a force

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

has happened to you humans quite a bit, hasn't it? They're rotating in the air, spinning slowly until 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.

how do

body continues to rotate slowly in the air, defying gravity in a way that makes my

begin, their voice taking on a slightly mocking tone, "they think they're so clever. They've found a

understand "What

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they feel the pressure building up, they funnel that excess energy into these constructs.

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