"And if you are so worried, then you can just copy Cat's stone armor."
Seeing that his earlier words didn't seem to convince George, Zoemi smirked and pointed at the big brown wolf that approached him wagging its tail while waiting to be patted.
"Huh?! Hey! That's right!"
George gasped and jumped up as if he never considered that an option before.
"Eeehhh...? You don't want to use mommy's magic?"
"Moom...!"
Fountrein asked teasingly, which made George blush and complain, glancing at Zoemi as if afraid that the black-haired boy will start making fun of him.
"But... if you really don't want me to use other attributes..."
Still, George ended up looking to the side before speaking awkwardly kicking the ground.
"I'm just joking, sweetie~! Although Cat's spell might be too advanced for you to copy at this point... Armor spells are notoriously difficult for mages to master. Give it a try though, mommy is cheering you on!"
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