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Daisy certainly couldn't perform any Oriental massage techniques. As the priests were packing up, she gave a signal to Storm, then took a step with her left foot, lightly tapping the ground and shaking it twice before stopping.
Storm, being a clever person, also gave her a thumbs up, indicating that the ability was very cool.
After all these years in the game, Storm had never suffered such a deadly injury. She asked the female guard about the whereabouts of those mercenaries; she wanted revenge on the Juggernaut!
However, the female guards were loyal to the royal family. In their eyes, the hierarchy was clear: the king, queen, and prince were to be obeyed. As for Storm, the prince's girlfriend, sorry, they didn't know her!
Storm touched her nose feeling frustrated and Daisy quickly pulled her back.
Whether priests or female guards, the people around were attached to the royal family. Their status was secure as long as the royal family flourished. Today, due to the duo's performance in nature, an image of subjugation was portrayed. Even the female guards who had fought side by side with them before now were vaguely hostile, but it was merely a difference in strength.
As a leader among mutants, Storm had faced a lot of disdain. Daisy, with her thick skin, was even more shameless and didn't care about any contempt or hostility. They were just bored standing there, and with the female guards preventing them from leaving, they had to continue chatting on the spot.
There was no awkward small talk; Daisy asked about some topics she was interested in, such as magic.
Storm, being both a mutant and a mage, had magical abilities flowing through the blood of the Monroe family. Locals referred to them as saints, while Western colonizers saw them as witches.
For a millennium, each heir had the power to control storms. It was only in Storm's generation, with the mix of mutant abilities, that the power seemed infinitely powerful.
"What exactly is your magic? Can you demonstrate it?" Daisy was very curious.
Unfortunately, Storm couldn't fulfill this request. Her magic sounds awesome, but it's not wonderful.
"Our magic requires a lot of time for preparation, involving a lengthy ritual. It would be difficult for me to demonstrate it without superpowers." Storm explained apologetically.
Daisy was shocked after further inquiry; without superpowers, it took them three days to prepare for a rain magic spell!
If used in combat, by the time the magic was unleashed, everything would have changed.
Storm didn't know why it took so long; she self-deprecatingly mentioned it might be because their family's bloodline was getting thinner.
Daisy didn't feel it was like that. According to her guess, the Monroe family's ancestors had signed a contract with the god of white magic, Oshtur. This contract was still valid, and whenever they used magic, it drew power from another space and dimension.
The long preparation time was due to the different flow of time in the two dimensions involved.
Storm can teach magic to Magik, Illyana Rasputin, indicating her profound magical abilities. However, her records were erratic, and can be said that her power level is all over the place. At her best, she could summon solar storms, but at her weakest, she could be defeated by opponents far inferior to her.
The crucial factor was the delay in her magic. With adequate preparation, her magical abilities would be at their peak, making catastrophic events like starburst possible. Otherwise, she would be just another superpower, comparable to the Weather Wizard in the DC next door.
"Magic is not as mysterious as you imagine. To obtain it, one must make sacrifices," Storm said vaguely, but Daisy understood.
Magic in the Marvel world was full of pits. The sources of power for those at the pinnacle of magic manipulation were those entities in different dimensions.
Storm's magic came from the god of white magic, Oshtur. Scarlet Witch's power came from the god of black magic, Chthon. The Ancient One drew power from Dormammu, and Doctor Strange drew his power from Emperor Vishanti. Magik's magic was not from a specific entity but from the border of Hell dimension, Limbo. Outside the Hell dimension, she could only rely on superpowers for combat.
Want to obtain magic without giving control, the examples were the magicians around the Ancient One, who had to toil for a lifetime and were still considered mere miscellaneous soldiers.
It seemed that she didn't want to talk about the topic of magic in-depth, Storm didn't care about the priests and guards. With a light lift of her left hand, a small whirlwind was summoned.
"My ability is different from yours."
Daisy observed carefully, analyzing slowly.
The abilities of Storm are indeed different from hers. She needed to sense the free energy in the air, gather it, shape it, and transform it into the desired form.
"When I was young, I didn't understand anything and acted recklessly. In reality, everything needs to maintain a balance. When I first awakened my abilities, I kept making it rain in Kenya, thinking I was doing everything right, but it wasn't until..." Storm began telling her a story.
Daisy was curious, "Until what?"
"Until I went to neighboring Uganda. There, due to the lack of rain throughout the year, frequent famines occurred, and war became the main theme. Sometimes, the spark for their wars was a scarcity of basic resources. All of this was caused by me... I forcibly changed the local environment, and for a week of rain in Kenya, the cost was tens of thousands of deaths in Uganda," Storm confessed. This had been weighing on her for a long time, serving as both a warning to Daisy not to abuse her abilities and also as a means to find someone to confide in.
Daisy thought seriously about it. The principle wasn't profound; even children knew that disrupting the balance of nature could lead to disasters. However, she felt that the connection between the chaos in Uganda and the rainfall wasn't as exaggerated.
But one thing caught her attention - variables. If teleportation occurred over short distances, variables could be negligible. However, for long-distance teleportation measured in light-years, variables had to be taken into account.
If she were teleported into a star or near a black hole, that spectacle would be fun.
Relying on human calculations for this job was too terrifying; she needed a supercomputer to assist. Even if Daisy could use hacking methods to control the supercomputers in those laboratories, the immense computing load would be easily discovered. She needed her own supercomputer.
However, this idea was just a daydream for now. In the face of supercomputers, the money she "borrowed" was a drop in the bucket. She was too poor!
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When T'Challa calmed down his mother and returned to the Sacred Mountain, he found Storm and Daisy still in the same spot, which made him heave a sigh of relief.
Storm, with a sarcastic look, snorted.
"Sorry for keeping you waiting. The enemies are still on the run, and I need the assistance of both of you."
T'Challa changed the topic; he was leading a team to pursue Juggernaut and Bartok, and the news couldn't be leaked to the public yet.
The Wakandan pursuers had been repelled three times in a row. In the last battle, Juggernaut directly killed a combat rhinoceros from one of the border tribe, shocking them by killing such a huge creature. Ordinary people were now afraid to pursue them.
Now, the responsibility fell on the "Guardian" of the kingdom, Black Panther. Without hesitation, Daisy and Storm joined the pursuit team together.
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