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[SeriousConcentrate]

"You vill be a varrior someday too, rebenok. I vill see to it myself if I have to."

She withdrew her hand to instead hold up the index finger.

"But! There is still much for you to learn about vhat it means to fight. This lesson, I leave to you. Take your time and experience more battle. Vhen you figure it out, come to Stre Vulf and tell her. Ve vill see vhat you have learned."

[Parsely]

Lidia looked displeased.

: Magic is a different kind of strength, Ms. Wolf, but strength all the same. I'm a mage but I respect the swordsman; your stigma leaves a bad taste in my mouth. I'm surprised you've lived this long while harboring such disdain for your foe.

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Magic has its uses, but they are not on the battlefield. I do not appreciate the fact that it can destroy a person without a chance to fight back."

[Parsely]

: You've never killed a magician, then?

[SeriousConcentrate]

"I know vhat point you are attempting to make, Lidia, but answer me this first. Is there a sword or a lance in this vorld that vill allow you to destroy a man from nearly a mile away? Is there a bow that vill turn a man to stone and leave him helpless?"