Link saw the half-elf, Eliard on his way back to the Mage Tower.
He too was walking towards the Mage Tower with a bald, middle-aged man, whom Link recognized as Vance, as he approached them. Both men seemed to be in a fierce debate with each other about something as they walked side by side, gesturing wildly in the air as if about to start a fight with each other in the middle of the street.
They suddenly stopped by a brick wall and began scribbling out magical formulas on it with a piece of chalk in their hands.
They bickered on while scribbling on the wall. Finally, Link heard Eliard declare loudly, "My idea is faultless. If you don't believe me, why don't we ask Link himself?"
"Have it your way!" Vance replied angrily. "I've been studying magic for 800 years. I know a lost cause when I see one!"
"So tell me, how exactly is my idea a lost cause?" Eliard's face was red with anger.
