Chapter 105 A Fire Magician (2/2)

The Magician shrugged, ”...say for sure...around the warehouse...not of our...”

The Captain frowned for a moment, nodding, ”Any...it might...?”

The Magician shook his head, ”Not...enemies, Captain?”

The Captain sighed, then passed the Magician a coin purse and Marx Lee pocketed it before wandering off.

Aegin sighed in frustration as he heaved another bunch of burnt building material to the side. He hadn't been able to discern much. Except for the fact that he was pretty sure the Fire Magician had sensed Rassa's use of his magic. That and they were unsure whether to suspect this new kind of magic as the cause, or something else.

When Aegin reported back to the apartment at the end of the day, blackened by ash and none to pleased, he reported so to Rassa.

”I don't think its wise for you to use the shadows for a while,” Aegin said, ”Who knows what they might grow to suspect”.

Rassa was silent for a moment then he nodded, ”I wasn't sure if they could ascertain what I was or not. It seems their ability to interact with the Mist regarding Chaos is the same as them being unable to read my Life Lines. They don't know what to make of it just as I cannot discern Order”.

”That's...” Aegin began, then paused, unsure what to say, then he sighed, ”Urgh, lets be honest, I've got no idea about any of that stuff and it sounds too confusing to make it worth my while”.

Rassa smirked, showing a mild form of amusement. A rare moment these days.

”I'm not always sure about it either,” Rassa said, ”The Mist is not necessarily meant to be understood in its entirety, that's what makes it The Mist”.

”Don't give me a headache,” Aegin sighed, looking down at himself, ”I'm going to go and take a bath”.

Rassa didn't stop him.