"What?" Gerard spun around.
"Teleportation. Picked it up from a beast-man I met in a dungeon." Vane kicked the ground, and a pebble skittered towards the council chambers.
"Can you teach it to me?" Gerard asked,
"No. This sort of spell is too powerful to be handed out, and I wouldn't even know where to begin."
"What about Sprite? Addis?"
"I don't care about your companions. We can go back once we're done here."
*What an obnoxious, infuriating piece of-*
Creed landed on the ground before them with a dagger raised.
"Who goes... Gerard? Vane?"
"Hello, little brother," Vane said as he ruffled Creed's hair.
"Brother?" Gerard asked.
"Mother and father adopted Creed when his parents died from the same illness that afflicted my father. That's if you did actually heal him."
"It's true! Gerard healed Melein. Come see!"
