“You could, a spell can go easily wrong. But from what I’ve seen you’re not doing so bad, as long as you stay in control,” Clarissa said calmly, dismissing the girls shock.
“Right.” Klaire was still a little shocked but tried not to panic, it was magic after all any thing was possible. “Note to self: don’t lose control.”
“Be careful you could end up doing just that, nothing worse than a warlock with no control,” she said with a wince. Clarissa knew that from experience, she’d -accidentally- partially burnt down the temple in which she was serving as a priestess. It almost cost her, her service but she’d luckily managed to escape punishment.
“Wait what? I could! I only meant that as a joke! I don’t what to blow anyone up” Klaire was shocked, she had never imagined something like that actually happening but then she hadn’t believed magic to be real. In a world where it was, it made sense that nearly everything was possible.
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