Mithera narrowed her eyes a little, how could he tell she was a mage? She shook her head a little, before returning to the conversation. "I guess you could call me a transformation Wizard." She flicked her tongue out briefly. "And achieving this form for me is a lot more difficult than it would be for *you*." She put a good deal of annoyance into her voice, indicating she was somewhat irked. "Seeing as it takes me days or weeks to change forms, and it takes you all of *seconds*." She growled a little, but was a little off-put by the kid's enthusiasm, as she was expecting someone somewhat groggy for being thrown through multiple floors of a building. "As for saving your life, I did it only so I'd be the one to get to kill you." She moved her head menacingly towards him a bit, before puffing out a bit of smoke and seeming to smirk. "When you're better that is. Wouldn't be fun otherwise." She let herself relax a bit, looking him over, before flatly stating. "Our magics works differently." Then watching to see if he figures it out for himself.

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Melina picked up a book, flipping through it quickly before putting it back, leaving blood stains on the book before she continued down the line. She picked up another, and groaned. "Another philosophy book." She was less careful in putting this one back. The library was labeled poorly, and she kept moving on down the line, she pulled a book at random, reading over the first few pages before putting it back. "At least I'm in the right section now. Now, blood magic... Blood magic..."