"Impossible…you just…do you even understand what you just did is IMPOSSIBLE without having an S+ or higher Energia Stat?" Slamming his hands on the table and standing up, Anthony shouted in total awe of his youngest brother.
"Was it not you who always told me nothing is impossible in the World of Genovia… Ant?" Tilting his head to the side and retorting, Aoni's words froze Anthony for a moment before he huffed and sat back down with a pout.
"That and this are two completely unrelated topics, contracts that hijack other people's TD's, spiraling Ambient Energia to form attacks after coating them in a thin shell of Conceptualized Energia…Aoni, what in the hell have you been doing for training?"
"Whoda whata huh? How in the fuck did you surmise all that from me forming an ice spear…"
"…"
"Chee…clack…"
{'Isn't brother Ant a magic guy?'}
"Exactly as Little Nyria said, I'm a Mage dumbass."
