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... n. Let me explain. Each spell consists of several intertwining lines folded over one after another. While chanting, we calculate and draw the lines stacking them upon one another while imagining the outcome."Roan explained and pointed at Lucas.

"It seems you lack the creativity to imagine the design. The structure of the physical manifestation of the spell and destruction also depends upon imagination, other than mana."Roan then fiddled with his finger and a small fireball that appeared ...

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