Chapitre 796: Dungeon Master

The young Megara sought to cast her spell to the best of her abilities. The notion was admirable... but was somewhat inappropriate, considering she was participating in a duel to the death.

Still, the chance would afford Tycondrius time to familiarize himself with his surroundings. 

"Do so," He waved, scanning the nearby trees for potential cover...

The young lady hurried back to her table and rooted through her notes. She spent several moments quietly mouthing words... but her eyes conveyed a terrible panic. 

"You can take your time, Miss Megara... and be mindful of the formal versus informal nouns for the first passage."

"O-okay. Thank you!"

After another few minutes, Megara hurried back to where she was standing-- nearly tripping on her robe for her troubles, "I'm ready! I'm gonna cast it!"

"Ah, wonderful," Tycon nodded. "Please do your best."