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[indent][indent][indent][color=gray][sub][right][color=A887B2][b]Location:[/b][/color] Tarashima Forest -- Ipharia's Camp[/right][/sub][/color]
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[color=A887B2]“I’ve certainly never heard of such an ability.”[/color]

Ipharia returned her traveling pack to her person as she stomped out the camp, musing about their ability to learn not just abilities but also languages. If they had learned her language just by reading a stone or hearing her talk she wondered what else they would be able to acclimate into their memory. 

What would happen if Honami fought a skilled duelist or Hiroko a master thief? For the gods to have granted such a power was incredible. Though she did suppose that such a shortcut was their way of making the process of living in the world so much easier for them. She couldn’t help be envious. She imagined similar spellcasters would feel the same if they saw an absolute novice like Kaito utilize mastery of the most complex spells after witnessing them seconds before. Though, how much mana could he control in his body? Hearing her words and seeing a light spell was only one part of comprehending the arcane and divine. Use of mana exhausted every spellcasters body. She was positive if she were to perform a resurrection spell she would push her own body to the limit if not outright completely exhaust her for days.

The gods had given Honami great strength, but what was the threshold of their physical limits? 

Ipharia supposed it would be inappropiate to think such things. Her thoughts felt like they belonged to a deranged alchemist rather than a devoted cleric.

[color=A887B2]“At any rate, I can teach Kaito whatever universal spells I know. I'm sure we'll be safe once we get to grand highway. Assuming we don't run into trouble. The capital will probably have more answers for you.”[/color]
 

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