Warwick's eyes start to open, flooded by the light in the room.
"He's awake!" Dilys can be heard saying.
Warwick, still stunned, starts looking at his hands to make sure he's him.
"I'm back... DEMOKO! Where's Demoko!?" He asks, starting to freak out as he's coming to.
"Calm down! Everything's fine! Is that you're lycanthrope friend? If so, I believe he's still at the school," Dilys informs, trying to calm him and hold him still.
"I need to apologize while I still know what this feels like!" Warwick states, slipping out of her grip, and falling face-first onto the floor.
Dilys desperately tries to help him up.
"You're in no condition to walk! What happened?"
"That potion put me into a shadow mission memory dungeon where I was Demoko. I need-" Warwick starts explaining while trying to run as he runs into a wall, and falls backward.
"Warwick! You need to stop!" Dilys yells, again trying to help him up.
"Please... It's slipping away like a dream..." Warwick pleads.
"Wait here, I'll get Trefor to help," Dilys states, as she walks out.
Warwick waits at the edge of the bed, waiting a few minutes for Dilys to return with Trefor.
"I see," Trefor states as he walks in.
"Here we go!" Trefor yells, picking up Warwick.
"Ahh! What are you doing!?" Warwick yells, starting to flip out.
"You actually want to make it to the school, right?"
Warwick nods and calms down.
Trefor manages to Windmill an attacking fox away as they safely make it into town.
Ranald looks concerned at the sight when he sees the two enter the schoolyard.
"Where's Demoko!?"
Ranald points at the door to the magic classroom with a wide-eyed expression.
Trefor and Warwick walk in and see Lassar talking about the basics of mana with Demoko.
"Demoko! I'm sorry!" Warwick yells, jumping down from Trefor's arms, tripping over a chair, sliding through glass labware on the table, falling off the table, and landing on his face next to Demoko.
"Master! Are you okay!?" Demoko asks with great concern.
"I'-f mine. Are you okay?" Warwick asks Demoko in response, having glass shards sticking out of his face.
Demoko's eyes just go wide, as he doesn't know what to do.
"I'f been a jerk in hays I didn't enn realize. I'm sorry I 'ah put you through that, fer neglect and not caring. I-" Warwick starts trying to apologize, bearly even conscious before Demoko interrupts.
"All is forgiven. Now-" Demoko tries to comfort before Warwick interrupts.
"IT'S NOT OKAY! I've done wrong, and need to tell you while I feel..." Warwick tries to explain, before seeming to run out of words.
While the dialogue was going on, Lassar pulls out a potion from her desk, walks over to Warwick, and uncorks it.
"Hey, Warwick. How does this perfume smell?" Lassar asks, offering Warwick to smell the bottle.
"less see," Warwick tries to smell the perfume, before passing out.
Warwick wakes up a bit later, healed of his wounds but still a bit drunken.
"Uhh... What was that?" Warwick asks, still groggy.
"A potion made by extracting a Poison Herb and a Mana Herb into alcohol, altering it with an Ice Elemental, and triggering it with a Wind Crystal," Lassar cheerfully explains.
"You make my head hurt..." Warwick painfully moans.
"She is a very good teacher. I am starting to understand how to use mana," Demoko informs excitedly.
Warwick gives Demoko a threatening look.
"What did I do?" Demoko asks with concern.
"Nothing you're aware of. Is it okay if I rest here a bit? I think I'm too intoxicated to move," Warwick asks.
"Sure. I'm going to continue with the lesson though,"
Warwick shifts himself to a Resting position, as Lassar continues teaching Demoko about the basics of magic.
After a few minutes goes by, Warwick raises his hand.
"Yes, Warwick?"
"So, how do you feel mana?"
"It's pretty easy to feel. have you tried taking a few deep breaths under the moonlight?"
"I actually have and felt nothing."
"You may not be able to use mana then."
Warwick looks very saddened by that answer.
"Isn't there anything you can do?"
"While I don't encourage giving up, you'd be the first person born without the ability to use mana to use it if you succeed."
"So, you have no ideas?"
"If you can find a way to even get a small amount of mana, you should be able to get that to grow. You might even be able to figure out how to learn to feel mana. Besides trying to hold a wand just to see, I don't have any other advice." Lassar explains.
"Master, I am so sorry. If you want, I can stop-" Demoko informs, trying to comfort Warwick as he blurts in.
"NO! Don't stop just for me, especially when I see it make you so happy!"
Demoko is a bit taken back by the sudden interjection but smiles at the sentiment.
"Warwick, would you like us to have class outside, so you can rest in here?"
"No, I should still be able to learn the concepts, even if I can't implement them. Besides, I have to be here to support Demoko,"
"Thank you, master," Demoko states with a peaceful, painting-like half-smile.
"Let's continue on with the lesson. Now If you want to..." Lassar redirects, as she continues teaching.
Introduction: A Djinn's Wish
Introduction: The Protagonist
Episode One: Nighttime Detour, A Meet With A Djinn
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