Chapter 291
Outside of the scientific research I’d conducted with Becky back in Anemond, I had known nothing about wielding magic before the fire in the main building at Vlokwell. When I cast the spell to put out the blaze and control and deflect the bullets from Kaleb’s soldiers, I acted completely on instinct. There had been no incantations, no rituals, just pure adrenaline.

I didn’t know what to expect when I ordered Raven to show me how to use these new powers, but I hadn’t realized it would be so difficult.

As she taught me, using sorcery required willpower, physical energy, strong belief, and determination. To practice certain forms, one needed to believe in what would happen next and be determined to make it happen. It was all bizarre and for someone like me, who had always thought magic powers were merely a fabricated story, practicing sorcery was a challenge.

After half a day of attempting different spells and techniques to no avail, I was ready to give up entirely. Still, Ravenworked insisted that since Emmett’s soul contained both strong willpower and energy, I could use magic properly regardless.

The dark-haired sorceress hadn’t asked me why I needed to practice magic so urgently, but I assumed she already knew by the way she hinted around it. Raven made it a point to mention that she wasn’t an expert in using magic for fighting, but Roxy was. She said if I wanted to get better at fighting, I’d better look for her sister instead.

At the mere mention of Roxy, Raven looked a bit dejected but refused to say outright that she missed her twin. In any other circumstance, I’d have felt bad for her, but the sorceress twins had been a thorn in all of our sides for so long.

During one of our lessons, I muttered something to myself quietly in frustration, and Raven’s face went pale.