The Plaguelands: A LitRPG Adventure (Salvos, Book 3) by V.A. Lewis

Author:V.A. Lewis [Lewis, V.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Melas Delta
Published: 2021-08-01T04:00:00+00:00

36. Growth

I stared down at the Runic Scroll of Starfall, trying to decipher the intricate workings of the mana that weaved its spell. I now understood how it worked— or at least, its effects. It would summon… a hail of stars? Balls of blazing fire. Ones that would come down with a fury that would ravage the land.

Something that was truly befitting a High Grade artifact.

Placing the parchment down on the ground, I straightened and raised a claw up. I was still in my Kobold form— the hand was more Human-like than my regular hand. It was scaly, up until my palms where it grew softer. I focused on the spell, on trying to replicate it. I knew I couldn’t cast the same magic just yet— it was beyond my level, and beyond my understanding of magical theory.

Edithe had been teaching me. But even if she was truly a master of magic— some kind of [Archmagus]— that didn’t mean I could learn it all at once. It was not long ago that I didn't even know what rocks were!

Wisps of flame blinked themselves into existence over the palm of my hand. They danced in a circle, chasing after each other, lighting a blue halo in the darkness of night. I slowly lowered my hand, letting the spell carry itself up, floating higher and higher.

It hovered nearly a head above me, combining into a single ball of fire. It was shaped almost like a flower petal— about the size of my hand. I pointed forward, releasing the magic.

And it dissipated.

“Aw.”

I stared at the bits of cinder flaking down to the floor. The magic within it was mostly gone. I scowled.

“I don’t think it’s powerful enough to launch out like small stars.”

I had to ask Edithe about it when she woke up. I looked over towards the horizon— I couldn’t see the orange ball poking its edges out. But I had a feeling it would be rising soon.

“No need to rush to wake them up. They’ll get up on their own soon enough.”

They didn’t like it whenever I did that. So, I let them sleep some more.

—--

“That’s the thing about these scrolls, Salvos. They’re designed for a very specific purpose and outcome. You can break it down, try to learn from it. But you can’t just copy its magic— not even when you’re transcribing another scroll.”

Edithe spoke as she hefted her Bag of Holding over her shoulder. It had been a few days since I returned from Unarith, and now she was fully recovered, ready to tackle the Plaguelands once more. I nodded slowly, back to normal, no longer a Kobold.

“Huh. That makes a lot of sense.”

“It’s a similar thing with enchantments— although they can be copied. But not with scrolls. Those can have their effects replicated, but not if you use the same runes and magical weaving as the original scroll does.”

I conjured the same wisps of flame.

“So… this can’t launch out like mini-Fireballs?”

“Not in the same way the Runic Scroll intended.

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