Red: What we need to do is think up a plan!
Sythe: A plan, from you? Now I know we’re doomed. Be careful not to strain yourself.
Red: Shut it, furball.
Red: Raine! Your mother was the former Grand Templar! You must have powerful magic! Right?
Raine: Well, yes… I… I do have magic, but like I said, I was never trained. And it wouldn’t matter anyway.
Raine: As long as I’m trapped in this Keidran body, I’m stuck with all the biological issues that comes with being Keidran. I can’t cast magic without mana crystals!
Sythe: Well, what about this shackle thing? It turns you human, right? Then you can use magic without crystals.
Raine: This doesn’t “turn me human.” This is a magic suppressor. It keeps my curse in check. But it also cuts off my magical abilities. If I managed to fix it, I then wouldn’t be able to use magic voluntarily. It’s lose-lose, either way.
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