"...huh...? Oh, no...!"
Zoemi spent the rest of the night experimenting with various spells, slowly gaining proficiency with mixing a spell from one attribute with the mana of another – and even succeeded with mixing together two attributes – but when he reached out towards the nightstand to have a look at his pocket watch to check the time, he discovered that the poor, innocent watch ended up a victim to his fist during the shadow corpse puppet's visit, together with the nightstand and the magic crystal lamp.
"..."
The black-haired boy picked up the pitiful remains of the mechanism, barely recognizable after getting crushed flat and almost torn in half, and stared at it with sadness.
This watch was the reward Zoemi received from the head-butler of the Espine's family after completing the attendant's training course – and the black-haired boy cherished it greatly.
...that day certainly didn't start nearly as good as Zoemi hoped for...
"Shadow theater... heal...?"
