"Can humans really do that?"
By the green river of Zul'Gurub, Jaina held the enormous Plasma Pistol in both hands and asked her new teacher in astonishment.
She could fire this strange-looking weapon herself just by holding it, yet it was more powerful than the cannons on Boralus's walls. The crocodiles it hit turned directly into piles of black ash. It could even charge up by holding down the trigger, giving it the ability to deal area damage. It was simply incredible.
After learning that the weapon in her hands came from humans rather than being a creation of Gnomes or Pukwudgies, the Little Princess seemed unable to believe it.
"Once you become an astral mage and see humans from other worlds, you'll understand that humanity has infinite possibilities." At some point, Deathstroke and Hermione had spread a cloth beside the river and begun enjoying an afternoon camping tea. "Studying only magic has no future. Improving your overall capabilities is what matters."
"Phew. Sip."
With her little finger raised, Hermione blew on the hot tea in her cup with proper British elegance, then took a small sip. She had completely turned into a spectator enjoying the show.
No one knew how long this city had been abandoned. Weeds overran the roadsides, huge spiders crawled everywhere, and bones could easily be seen beneath the dirt. Strange statues and skulls with Long Fangs were carved into the yellowed stone arches. According to the professor, that was pure divinity?
Still, after the freezing wilderness, sightseeing in a tropical rainforest was not a bad feeling.
"An astral mage? Can I become one too?" Jaina immediately brightened, and even the golden hair atop her head seemed to shine more brightly.
"Having your soul leave your body to wander the astral realm is actually a little