"This book I'm holding has 666 pages," Signum explains. He knows about spell books, right? "I need to fill all of them immediately. The average mage's magical energy fills in perhaps 2 or 3. A prodigy's entire mana reserve covers over twenty. A few spells here and there aren't going to compare to what I can take, and I'm sorry, but I'm in a hurry. Lives are depending on this."

Getting more agitated, Signum points her sword at the elf. "Now show me what your world's mages can do, and I'll try my best to leave you alive." And with that, she charges, aiming to sever that staff (a wooden staff? In this day and age?) with one blow and put him on the defensive.