"I've been doing some thinking, I don't think I want Nora to be powerless and defenseless anymore. She's been in the shadow of mediocrity too long. I intend to give her a shot at becoming an A-mage, by passing on this exclusive technique."
Nexus frowned.
"That's wonderful and all ma'am," he asked prudently; "But what exactly do you want me to do?"
She separated her interlocking fingers, and placed both hands on the table as she heaved herself up;
"If I do pass on the forbidden technique, I know she will push herself to the limits to attain the height of a mage's status that is equal to- or greater than that of Monica. . .Nora's physical body Nexus. . .much in the same way that I did. . ."
It dawned on Nexus even before she said the words;
". . .I want you to take CARE of her body. . .the same way you took care of me. . ."
The weight of her words hung heavy in the air between them.
