"Then what about my armor, rings, and the rest of my equipment? Do we need to reforge everything?" Faluel asked.
"Now that I think about it, no." Solus pondered. "Ever since War learned Blade Magic and taught it to Lith, we never altered his equipment aside from normal upgrades. Without the Ears, crafting every piece of Blade equipment took too much time and effort to try something like that."
"Also, I’ve always heard of Blade Weapons. No one ever mentioned Blade Shields or armor." Faluel grunted in sheer focus as she tried to hold on to the fleeting sensation coming from Gungnir’s power core.
"I can explain that." Menadion replied. "Unless the Forgemaster is beyond incompetent or the client a total weirdo, even a common piece of equipment has a minimal degree of affinity with its user.
"The problem is that it’s never enough for a mage to draw mana from their equipment. Casting a Blade Spell that way is akin to pushing a large boulder forward. Even if you make it slide a bit, the friction stops it immediately, and the same applies to the rest of your equipment.
"Once you have a Blade Weapon, however, you have a power core that answers your call and follows your commands.
"The exchange of mana and the flow that user and weapon generate is strong enough to overcome the resistance of the second-most attuned to you piece of equipment you have, and once you tap into its power as well, you move on to the third, and so on.
"Possessing a single Blade Weapon is enough to turn Blade Magic into something akin to starting an avalanche. You only need to generate enough strength to overcome the initial inertia, and then gravity does the rest.
"According to this example, a mage’s talent represents the strength of the person pushing the boulder, the sum of their equipment’s power cores determines the size and mass of the boulder, and the quality of the Blade Weapon how steep the cliff is-"
Gungnir released a sudden blast of energy that generated a gust of wind strong enough to ruffle everyone’s hair and make the equipment of the Forge rattle.
"What was that?" Lith turned from Menadion to Faluel, noticing that more mana was building up in the Adamant spear and that the Hydra seemed clueless in controlling it.
"I don’t know, I was just swinging Gungnir around while trying to cast a simple tier one spell when-" A second, stronger wild surge of energy exploded with enough strength to damage the Forge and hurt those closest to Faluel, cutting her short.
The safety protocols of the tower kicked in, generating an energy shield that neutralized the detonation and kept everyone safe.
"If you can’t control your Blade Spell, why didn’t you move to the Firing Range before making a second attempt?" Solus narrowed her eyes in annoyance.
"Do I look like I’m doing anything?" Faluel shrugged. "I did stop after the first accident. I was- It’s happening again!"
The Hydra felt the energy going from her mana core to Gungnir and from there spreading to the rest of her equipment. The wave of mana washed over every artifact with a power core, dragging along a growing fraction of the mana they stored.
After a full sweep, the resulting mana wave returned to her core, where it was focused and amplified before starting a new cycle that drew much more power from her equipment than the previous.
On the one hand, Faluel was happy because she had learned how to sense the mana flow required to weave a Blade Spell. On the other hand, she was terrified because the third cycle had barely started, and her body was already incapable of withstanding the violent energy produced by the mana wave.
"Someone does something! I can’t hold it for much longer. It’s going to blow!"
’I’ve seen Lith and his Sigil Demons train their Blade Spells here countless times.’ She thought. ’The Firing Range will...’



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