Chapter 453: Creation and Peace
The Fireball Spell was an ancient, iconic spell that bore witness to a Wizard's growth.
Ruger reclined on the root bed, one hand tucked beneath his head and the other holding up a fiercely burning mass. It was a churning ball of fire, though not a large one-only a size bigger than a normal Fireball Spell projectile.
Ruger was confident in himself, but he had not pushed the so-called condensation too far on his first attempt.
While learning the Fireball Spell, he had discovered that, like the Light Spell and Lesser Sharpness, its so-called condensation involved choices made while empowering the spell. With the Light Spell, for instance, different choices during empowerment produced globes of different brightness. He could pour everything into making a huge globe that hung high overhead for a long time.
Ruger studied the fireball in his hand.
Greater power required more time spent empowering and condensing it, as well as stronger, steadier control through mental power.
Even with strong, stable mental power, he had to remember not to be too greedy.
Perhaps it was precisely some people's greed-or their pursuit of power-that had led to the birth of the casting gestures and incantations that changed the Wizard world. Ruger felt he had approached the matter from the wrong angle at first. Incantations and casting gestures did indeed ensure safety when casting the Fireball Spell, but they had probably originated from the pursuit of stronger fireballs, from exploring a spell's limits even at a cost. That was likely how the Wizards of that era had thought.
As Ruger lay on the root bed, his body began to change. Throughout the transformation, he continued holding his little fireball in one hand.
Just as he had expected, there really were some differences when he