A young witch's coming-of-age ceremony ended abruptly in farce.
The demonic avatars she had summoned to serve her were packed up and taken away. A group of hawkish witches had their mouths sewn shut, and they were only one thought away from being wiped out. Who would dare show off their magic and pick a fight with the Chaos Apostle's (supposed) Guardian now?
Henry stood to one side with his eyes closed, recalling how he had pounded the demonic avatars into pulp.
Was that the only way to extract pure psychic energy? The yield was so small. Had some been wasted in the process? What physical properties did the avatars of these metaphysical beings possess?
It wasn't that science couldn't explain these phenomena. He just needed the right physical theory to apply to them. Better yet, he might explain them directly through mathematics.
Henry had always treated magic as the application of another chaotic system. He had never considered studying its principles. But after Isu and Celestial energy technology opened his eyes, much of magic's mystery had fallen away for him.
Even the Cosmic Energy of the Eternals, which he coveted so much, no longer seemed unattainable. At the very least, he had found a substitute, if an inferior one. That meant his energy suit was finally within reach.
Though... what he had collected so far might not be enough to manifest even a single ring.
"Henry." Wanda's voice interrupted the Kryptonian's thoughts.
He opened his eyes to find Larissa Wince, a teacher at Naraka Academy, standing before him. She didn't know Henry's full name, and addressing him by his first name would have been rude, so she simply greeted him as "sir."
Wince clapped her hands. "All right, there's a problem. No one can leave safely."
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