"You are going to teach me how to create my own spells, right?" Yllana's bright red eyes were a stark contrast to the snowy environment. The storm has passed, and they are already out in the fields keeping themselves busy. "So, what are you going to teach me today?"
"The basics," his short reply made her think.
"Basics?"
"How you create your own spells," Lucien summoned his blood staff and sat down on a spot with some grass. He patted down on the space next to him as his eyes locked on her red ones.
