Danger

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Without moving my hands from my sides, I summon giant balls of my dark mana, my light mana, my nature mana and my wind mana.

They are even bigger then my entire class and they draw everyone's attention to me.

This will definitely hurt...I sigh as I start moving all four of them together. They clash violently as sweat falls down my forehead from trying to force the four together.

I raise my hands and try pushing the four mana balls together.

I almost fall to my knees but with trembling legs, I stay standing. I bite my lip as the four start to combine, making an even bigger mana ball.

I swipe one of my hands down and one of them up, packing the mana together inside a small ball that stays floating in the air.

"Mwen rele nenpòt ak tout lespri ki vle rele, menm sila yo ki pa fè sa!  Mwen menm, Aconitum Grace Thorn, mwen swete sèlman pi fò, gwo ak piti, nwa oswa blan!  Koute apèl mwen an epi koute pawòl mwen yo.  Mwen akeyi sèlman sa ki pi pwisan ak pi bon an!" I yell the spell, but I fix some of the words with my own.

The ground starts to shake violently as a giant spell appears under me, taking up more space then I expected it too.

With one of my hands still in the air, I use the other to create a barrier around me and the spell with my reserves.

"Mwen rele nenpòt ak tout lespri ki vle rele, menm sila yo ki pa fè sa!  Mwen menm, Aconitum Grace Thorn, mwen swete sèlman pi fò, gwo ak piti, nwa oswa blan!  Koute apèl mwen an epi koute pawòl mwen yo.  Mwen akeyi sèlman sa ki pi pwisan ak pi bon an!" I repeat the spell again and everything inside of my barrier gets even more violent.

Everyone runs up to my barrier worriedly as they start yelling my name but I ignore all the panicked voices.

"Cin ped- i elven lammen?" A voice asks me in a cold voice.

Elvish, the strongest spirits come from the elvish, that's why I spoke in the elves language but I hadn't completely expected a spirit to talk back to me in a ancient elvish tongue.

Crazy spirits...

"-o iór im ceri-, im wouldn't modifui a lúth with nin own words then put ha in edhelen an baw reason. A cin ped- i ancient edhelen lamb." I say back in the same ancient elvish language.

"Smart girl, I like you. Plus, you are able to summon me forcefully, it's commendable truly." He says, using the normal language.

"I wouldn't let a powerful spirit get away from me, even if it tried." I say with a dry laugh as my legs try to give up on me but I force them to stay standing.

"Fine, I will accept you as my master, little girl." He says and my man's ball disappears as a painful burning shoots down my spine.

I fall to my knees and bite my tongue to stop myself from screaming out in pain. The pain doesn't die down even a bit, until after a few agonizing moments.

The pain turns into a dull burning sensation, like someone just finished branding my back.

I clench my fists as I slowly stand up to see a giant dragon in front of me, looking down at me but not as a lowly human, but as someone who's higher then him like an owner.

"I wouldn't have taken no for an answer anyways." I say with a tired and dry laugh while I slightly sway back and forth.

"Neither would I." He says back with a small...smirk(?) on his face.

I smirk back as everyone else starts ogling my new, and first, spirit and familiar contract creature. Even I am but I can hide it completely unlike them.

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