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Back to Basics (Open)
Step. Arms go in, push out slowly. Feel the magic thrum through your arms, from the tips of your fingers down to the pads of your toes.
Negi glided through the motions of a more graceful art than the usual counter-based system of the various Kung Fu styles he had learned and refined over the months. Kung Fu had many motions and he was focusing on the task at hand.
Slowly, gracefully, his hand moved up as did his leg, guiding his "opponent" in motion: a cobra who flicked it's tongue out at him. The way of the Cobra was one of the rare few styles that required intense focus. True the snake wouldn't lash out at him, but it was still the art of moving the snake in the way he wanted to make certain that he was doing this correctly.
It almost looked like a cheesy standoff in a movie, seeing Negi with one arm outstretched and the other above his head like a cobra, his leg drew up to his waist and balancing on one leg. The practice was intense, quiet, serene in the Chinese mountainside he had drawn up.
Okay, maybe it WAS stereotypical.
The cobra had all of it's focus on him, as he moved his hands, guiding it into motion. Latin began to reverberate with power as he whispered, "Rastel Raskil Magister."
In a beat, he swapped to Ancient Greek as he added, "Kenotetos astrapsato de temeto."
The snake stood perfectly still as Negi drew up his finger, crackling with lightning as he pointed it downwards in a motion of intense concentration.
KRACK-THOOM!
The Axe of Lightning struck home and the snake exploded into coins. 1000 appeared over it's head as Negi relaxed slowly.
It wasn't the showy attack or the long hour he had spent staring and moving through the motions, but the practice. He needed to get back to basics.
Negi glided through the motions of a more graceful art than the usual counter-based system of the various Kung Fu styles he had learned and refined over the months. Kung Fu had many motions and he was focusing on the task at hand.
Slowly, gracefully, his hand moved up as did his leg, guiding his "opponent" in motion: a cobra who flicked it's tongue out at him. The way of the Cobra was one of the rare few styles that required intense focus. True the snake wouldn't lash out at him, but it was still the art of moving the snake in the way he wanted to make certain that he was doing this correctly.
It almost looked like a cheesy standoff in a movie, seeing Negi with one arm outstretched and the other above his head like a cobra, his leg drew up to his waist and balancing on one leg. The practice was intense, quiet, serene in the Chinese mountainside he had drawn up.
Okay, maybe it WAS stereotypical.
The cobra had all of it's focus on him, as he moved his hands, guiding it into motion. Latin began to reverberate with power as he whispered, "Rastel Raskil Magister."
In a beat, he swapped to Ancient Greek as he added, "Kenotetos astrapsato de temeto."
The snake stood perfectly still as Negi drew up his finger, crackling with lightning as he pointed it downwards in a motion of intense concentration.
KRACK-THOOM!
The Axe of Lightning struck home and the snake exploded into coins. 1000 appeared over it's head as Negi relaxed slowly.
It wasn't the showy attack or the long hour he had spent staring and moving through the motions, but the practice. He needed to get back to basics.
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Takamichi had retaliated in that interim, landing blows but Negi weathered it as he took another step forward in a leaping mid-air shundo as he incanted "Saggita Magica, Series Lucis!"
Three magic arrows shot out, screaming towards Takamichi who sidestepped and launched his own retaliation, punches raining down on Negi. He could feel the air scream by him as he twisted and blazed foward, magic spiraling into his hand and he connected with one of Takamichi's punches in mid-air.
The Cherry Blossom Fist erupted in a spiral of magic as Negi grinned. "Not this time!" And he swapped his stance, getting in low and Takamichi had a moment to blink in surprise as a crackle of magic erupted from Negi, throwing the warrior high into the air as Negi followed close behind, firing magic arrows in sets of three and seventeen at once.
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Hmm; extraordinarily high-speed movement accessible in the air would make it extremely difficult for a preferred long-range caster to maintain distance, but the technique itself seemed to require a concentration of magical energy... Aibghalien began to believe that dispels were not common in the magical repertoire this sorcerer drew on.
Oh yes, he's learning.
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"Wouldn't want it in any other way," replied Negi as he incanted "Vin Maxima!" Magic erupted around him, concentrating and pulling into his body, reinforcing his frame for what he expected next as Takamichi cupped his hands, magic and chi fusing and spiking at every magic users sensor ranges.
"Kankaho!"
The first punch rocketed past where Negi had been once, a thick column of fused energy which rocketed like a missile, screaming overhead and impacting on a distant mountain range. Said mountain range exploded as Negi flickered out of shundo above Takamichi who retaliated with destroyer-level blasts, screaming from his still form.
He's faster than I remember him being! thought Negi in a panic as he was forced to mid-air shundo out of the way repeatedly. I must have jacked up the intensity!
"Negi-kun you have got to stop letting your guard down," said Takamichi from behind him.
"SHIII-!"
A thick column of pure energy the size of a truck slammed headlong into Negi and he was smashed into the ground in a move reminiscent of his first bout with the man.
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"Negi-kun pay attention!" barked Takamichi and Negi narrowly dodged a massive kankaoh beam.
More dodging ensured as Negi began another spell, his voice resonating on the wind as wind and lightning crackled around him. "Rastel Raskil Magister! Locos umbrae regnans, Scathach, in manum meam det jaculum daemonum cum spinis triginta!"
Crackling spears of lightning appeared in his hands, three in all and he hurled them at Takamichi with a cry of "JACULAITO FULGORIS!"
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But the more he watched the more he became convinced that this system of battle-magic had very little metathaumaturgy if any.
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Ducking under one, he brought his first up and smacked it into Takamichi's stomach as a triple-delayed spell erupted from his fist, ribbons of binding wind magic chaining Takamichi to the ground. "There you go," encouraged Takamichi with a chuckle as Negi stepped back and the powerful magic dissipated. "Getting there."
"Thanks Takamichi," said Negi as he turned to the elf. "Matches usually don't end like that, but it's getting easier to predict movements recently," explained Negi. "Any questions on it?"
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Like everyone else on the ship but himself (and possibly Kang, he was still not sure there).
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"Rastel Raskil Magister is mine," added Negi. "They can mean anything or be any combination of words. It's like... valves. You turn the power flow on and off, while it still circulates in your body. Strings of Latin invoke the primal forces into heat, light and other natural abilities and depending on the spell itself, can range in flexibility and use."
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"Your abilities seem to focus strongly on versatile and potent attack magic, but it seems there's comparatively little defense or metathaumaturgy involved?" He had no doubt that wasn't a representative sample though.
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"As for rituals, spells and other stuff like that, that's focused around the basics. Alchemy, chemistry, development of staves, magic circles and other items like magic guns and anti-golem attack weaponry. Things like that." said Negi, slipping into his teacher mode as he remembered all of the things that he had done in his time. "The very basic spells are all but memorized by many people, and it's where I excel. Not magical attack spells but in utilizing the basic abilities even down to fortune telling and turning spells."
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Aibghalien's got that same tone, Negi. "And you certainly have a point, I've found the most effective spells I know to number among the most common as well."
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And he nodded, happy someone else got the basics is good thing. "Yeah, I studied really hard to get out of school at 10."
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He spoke a few words that were certainly not Latin, nor Greek, nor any other comprehensible gesture, then snapped his fingers in a scattering of powdered iron. Nothing visible to normal sight occurred.
"Now, if you would be so kind, please direct that missile spell at me -- Sagitta Magica, was the name?"
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The magical light arrow lanced out at him, thrown from Negi punching outwards.
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"So do you have to stand still within it?" inquired Negi. "No weak spots but you get to point and laugh at the lower level fireballs and what not?"
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"I am very impressed," said Negi with a grin. "If anything, it's like a shield-variant of Asuna-san's Magic Canceling ability."
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"Magic cancelling?"
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Negi shrugged. "I've seen her take some hits that she just walked through, like a conflagration spell which would have ignited an entire forest, or breaking out of Master's Eternal Rest spell which entombs the opponent in ice that will last a hundred years."
For this, this was old hat for Negi. To the mage before him, it would probably sound like a walking apocalypse for magic users everywhere.
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It's only a sixth-level spell. Aibghalien mastered the basic ages ago.
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He grinned at that. "It's not easy, but the results are rewarding. And she's got some incredible power, able to do the thing Takamichi can, the Kankaho. Which is the art of fusing chi, life energy, and magic together into the Ultima Art."
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"I haven't really run into someone who has used it on a grand scale yet," added Negi. "Canceling magic is pretty rare altogether in my world."
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