Ancient One's Past

"So my future apprentice was whisked away by her Sorcerer boyfriend?"

In the end, Ancient One still told him about how Evenson and Klayya had stood her up. Yet after hearing it, Zahaiyd did not get angry. Instead, he crossed his arms over his chest and kept flexing his fingers, looking rather pleased. "Good. Since that Sorcerer boyfriend of hers cares about her so much, I'm sure we'll have plenty of fun together."

"Is that so?" Ancient One narrowed her eyes slightly. "Are you planning to teach Klayya even greater power? Power that even I have never touched?"

"Don't be jealous. You know I only taught you that much for your own good." Zahaiyd suddenly turned around, amusement in his voice. "Think back to the beginning. You only crossed the line a little, and you ended up like that."

"Could you stop bringing up the past at every turn?" Ancient One rolled her eyes helplessly. No one was perfect. Though she was now a benchmark for the world of Magic, who had not had a reckless youth? Back when she was young and impetuous, she had inevitably made some mistakes.

Back then, she had merely been a sixteen-year-old Celtic girl living on the British Isles. Once, she had nearly drowned while swimming in a lake, only to be saved by this bandage-wrapped fellow. He claimed that she had extraordinary bones and exceptional talent, and that he wanted to pass down some peerless secret arts to her.

Who had ever seen that sort of routine in those days? So she had believed him completely. Fortunately, what he taught had been the real deal!

But she had only been sixteen at the time! Faced with the boundless dark power of the Void, and after achieving a little success, she had gotten carried