Pyris stood quietly for a moment, his system displaying the results of his appraisal of the young moon elf girl.
'Her talent for magic is abnormally low,' Pyris noted inwardly. Although she hadn't reached the age of her awakening her magic talent, was a bit low.
But that could be fixed, instead of losing interest, he found himself even more intrigued. The young girl's low affinity for magic only sharpened his curiosity—her gift for technology was astounding, far beyond her years.
"Is it her…?" Mira began to ask, but Pyris nodded before she could finish.
"She's a genius," Pyris murmured, a rare spark of admiration in his voice. "She reminds me of myself, back then… If I can groom her…" His thoughts raced with the possibilities, and for the first time in a long while, a genuine smile crept across his face.
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