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"that will be harder than killing his own father"

"but not impossible"

"yes...but he is too young to fully fight it...he can only bottle it up and hide it away"

"you'd be surprised mam"

"who else would know the child more then the mother?" she asked a challenge to him to try and challenge her motherhood

"exactly why he can learn to control it because while i was in his head he thought of you"

"you are the way to give him the strength to tame his rage"

"when dosnt he? he will learn in due time...now..unless you want him to die, please go collect the herb" she explained what it looked and smelled like

he nodded and the shadows around him seem to swallow him up as he later returns and hands over the herb

she chews them before spitting them out making a paste with other herbs and smearing it on Onyx's wound and forehead

"he will live...but he will sleep for a while"

"im aware some of us don't have insane healing"

" not many can say that"

"don't i know"

she chcukled "now, how about a drink for a tired mother? i do find myself missing the taste of honyed ale"

"sure follow me" he leads her to his booth where a bunch of documents in ancient romanian sat on the tables surface

kshe picked a random one reading it

it showed dark magic spells and how to preform them

"my my my, such things in your pessision. you must be powerful"

"power is subjective smart is another i like to intercept data before it gets to its intended target"