Chapter 284 - The Ark Of Death Of The Quadruplets (1/2)

And they are impressionable, so if teaching them or showing them that Magecraft can do certain things, they would grow up to understand the Elements. To know that not all Magecraft is bad.

She looked at the deck of cards. These were all hand-drawn. They were all of the young girls holding swords and numbers on each card. And each number represented the number of swords drawn on the card. For example, the card with 'two' had the child holding two swords.​​

All except the Court Cards had the same amount of Elemental Energy. The Court Cards consisted of the King, Queen, Knight, and Page. Each one had only a single sword was drawn with the young girl as the main aspect. But with different articles of clothing.

The Court Cards had thrice the amount of power, but the whole deck was not enough to face even a new member of her Barren Pillars. She wasn't even fully converted as a Mage before tossing her out into the battlefield.

An imperfect experiment. If it had been Baldwin, he would surely have turned her into nothing before she could bring out her cards. After all, most of the Founders work on an area of attack spells, so that the enemy can't get near.

”She was quite skillfully in terms of hand to hand, but she wasn't up to your standard. Perhaps coming back as a Mage wasn't a very good choice for her. Maybe her physical body wouldn't be able to take too much anyways, since each of us is built differently,” remarked Bryan.

”Aren't you a Human Mage yourself? Why are you insulting your own kind?” asked Clement, tilting his head.

”I'm just stating the facts. That is the obvious truth, we are puny compared to the real deal. Nothing but copycats. Humans are not built to have powers,” shrugged Bryan.

”Don't have to be so negative all the time,” commented Mavislin, remembering what Z had advised.

He then peered to get a better look at the cards. He couldn't believe that children's drawings could hold power. A single image overlapped his vision, drawings of stars. But it happened so fast, Bryan chose to ignore it.

”So, how did the Quadruplets die?” asked Bryan, resuming his usual expression.

”They were killed by a crazed murderer. They were the only ones who died from the explosions. The street they were hiding in was littered with gasoline and flammables. And it just so happens, someone decides to detonate a single bomb behind a bakery shop. It was a total mess.”