"Hi, kids. Man, if you grow up like mushrooms!" Tezka said with a laugh, lifting the kids with his tails. "Have you been good in my absence?"
"Very good." Falco nodded. "Uncle Lith even introduced us to our new friends. Come here, Tempest, meet... Tempest?"
The Ry was so still that if not for her chest heaving, one would have thought she was dead.
"Myrdin, are you okay?" Lenart asked, shaking the fluffy Byk, yet obtaining no response.
"Don’t worry, they just fainted." Tezka chuckled. "My bad. I can have this effect on those powerful enough to understand how strong I am but too weak to fight me."
A bit of cold water made the magical beasts regain their consciousness, and a hug shielded them from the Suneater’s aura. He would never harm the kids, so their presence neutralized the aura he exuded.
"Wimps." Onyx scoffed.
"Like we reacted any differently." Abominus snorted.
"Can you play with us later, Uncle Tezka?" Aran had known the Fylgja for years now and considered him one of the many powerful yet harmless friends of his family.
"If you call Filia and Frey, yes." He nodded. "First, I have a few things to settle with your Auntie Friya. Later, guys."
Tezka’s presence drew many gazes, but everyone knew him and that he posed no threat.
"Back already?" When Nalrond stepped through the door, Friya stood up to welcome him. "Was it a bust or- Master Tezka?"
"In the fur." He replied. "There were... complications, but everything is resolved now. Nalrond will explain the details of our business to you."
The Suneater didn’t like talking about his killings in front of the kids, so he let the Agni share everything with Friya with a mind link.
"I’m glad you got what you wanted, but why did you come here?" She tilted her head in confusion. "We’ve already exchanged contact runes. I have nothing more to offer you, and there’s nothing you can do for me now."
"I guess your husband was too scared to listen to my full conversation with Salanoth, or he lacks the talent to understand the importance of what I learned." Tezka extended his hand, gesturing for Friya to form a mind link with him.
"Infinity Magic? Eternity Magic?" She gasped in disbelief. "Are they real? I mean, are they really possible?"
"Yes, they are." Tezka took back his hand and crossed his arms. "Our deal was that I got a glimpse of a form of proto-Eternity Magic in exchange for my help. What I witnessed and examined at length, instead, was a semi-perfect form of Eternity Magic.
"I got much more than we both expected, so it’s only right that I give you something of equivalent value."
"Really?" Friya’s eyes sparkled with joy like the day Nalrond had proposed to her, irking him to no end.
"Of course, kid. I didn’t get to my age by acting like a grumpy, ungrateful old Fylgja." Tezka snorted. "I always pay my debts."
He glanced at Lith, still feeling a bit guilty for letting Jorl escape.
"Thank you, but that’s too generous of you." She replied. "Teaching me both Infinity and Eternity Magic is-"
Hearing Tezka’s laugh was rare. Hearing him laugh at something instead of someone was even rarer.

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