Wizardly

Chapter Twenty-Five: Worried

After about 10 minutes of looking me over she sighed. She reluctantly told me I was free to go, but told me not to over do it. However it surprised me when she asked Naxos to wait outside cause she wanted to talk to me alone for a minute. When he protested I sighed and also asked him to step out and give me a minute.

Once he reluctantly left - grumbling to himself - I turned back towards Lana and she waited for the door to completely close before she spoke again.

"Did you talk to Master about your concerns? If so did he tell you anything?" She asked quietly, obviously not wanting anyone else to hear our conversation.

"Yeah I talked to him and he told me what was wrong. To be honest it just made me even more worried about it," I said, quietly as well. I wasn't sure what she knew so I wasn't going to go into detail about what Master told me.

"We medical staff aren't exactly sure what is causing it, we've tried every magical test and nonmagical test we could think of, yet the fact remains that it's still getting worse. It worries me too," she mumbled softly and I could see tears building in her eyes.

"Just keep at it, don't give up. I'm sure the answer is there somewhere, you just have to keep looking. If there is ever anything I can do to help let me know. Master is like an Uncle to me so I'm willing to do whatever I can," I said and stood. "I better get going, I'm sure Naxos is waiting for me out in the hall" I added once she wiped her tears away. She nodded firmly to me and I left the room.

Since they don't know what os causing it they probably don't know whether or not it'll spread past his arm. I really hope they can figure it out before it gets too bad.

I met back up with Naxos and sighed. As we walked I decided not to go to that room again. Lana was right I should rest and not over do it. If I wear myself out and they attack tomorrow I'll be useless. Thanking him for coming along I parted ways with him and headed back towards my room.

Candice met me by the stairs to the second floor and I sighed. Is everyone really that worried about me? Or is she also looking to confide in me about something? When I asked her what was up I saw her face turn red and she looked down at her hands.

"Well, um. We have all gotten to know each other well over the last couple of days and I, um. I think I might have a small crush on someone," she mumbled and I told her it better not be me because I am already taken. She waved me off saying that wasn't the case. "No, I mean - I mean I have a crush on your friend, Max," she mumbled and turned even more red.

Hmm, I don't think Max has a girlfriend as far as I remember. Plus, I don't think they would make a bad couple, quite the opposite actually.

"I think you should be yourself and convey how you feel to him. I don't mind it at all. You should at least try right?" I said. Not sure why she chose to come to me with this in the first place, but I really don't mind. I'm not really the best at doing what I told her myself, but I think that's the best advice I could come up with for her.

"I - I shouldn't though. After all we're in a serious situation and we should all focus on the battle ahead. I - I just wanted to talk to someone about this," She mumbled and I sighed.

"That may be true, but if either of you dies in this battle neither of you will get the chance. You wouldn't be able to tell him how you feel and he wouldn't be able to know that he wasn't alone. What I mean is don't wait till the battle is over because there is a slim chance that may happen. If I had waited to tell Lilliana how I felt and I somehow lost her in the fight. Well, I would have been kicking myself, not only that I couldn't protect her but also for not getting the chance to tell her how much she meant to me," I explained as I started walking. I stopped at the top of the stairs and added, "Hopefully that painful scenario doesn't happen for any of us, but if it does at least it might give their souls some comfort in knowing they weren't alone in the end."

"You really have gotten much stronger than any of us realized. Not only in physical strength, but in your mental strength too. I understand what you are trying to say," she said and then ran off. I turned back towards my room and sighed.

That may be, but I probably just made it harder for both of them by encouraging that. If either of them die it'll be that much harder on them mentally. However, I do firmly believe that she shouldn't wait to tell him how she feels despite that possibility.

I headed to bed and fell asleep as soon as my body relaxed onto the mattress.

In the morning I woke to Captain's fist coming at me a d I rolled out of bed to dodge it. As I stood rubbing my side where I fell I glared at him.

"What was that for, Old Man?" I asked. That wasn't a very nice way to wake someone.

"Interesting, when I heard you were still in bed and skipped breakfast I came here to check on you. I've been trying to wake you nicely for five minutes now. It seems even in your sleep your battle instincts are sharp. Here eat this and lets get back to your training. I have a feeling we'll be able to move on to the next stage soon," He said tossing me a wrapped sandwich. I quickly changed and followed him back to that room, while eating the sandwich on the way.

Does he really think I can survive that room without a single scratch on me? What exactly is the next stage of this training? How much more of this can I really take? Why does he put so much effort in me when I'm not even a Wizard? Sure my parents were part of his guild and I am as well, but how can he put so much trust in my normal abilities this much? Don't get me wrong, I'm absolutely glad he's willing to let me fight and even help me so I don't die, but it's still strange to me.