"Patolli Zyltris please stay at your station and let me handle this?" the professor spoke closing the book in his hand, glaring at the white-haired boy that has his long hair up in a high pony.
The Professor placed the rose he held in his hand in the vase with the other roses; while putting the book back on the desk, before getting to his feet.
"I- okay, but Professor... aren't you going to let your assistant deal with this instead?" he spoke out loud giving a swift glance at Mr. Ash forcing him to stop to stare at the student.
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Life without Essential Powers
Fantasy╔═══ -ˋˏ *.·:·.⟐.·:·.* ˎˊ- ═══╗ ღ " upon magical powers comes the strength to save the world " ღ " When Magical Powers were only told in legends or are a myth, the point is no-one ever believed in fairy tales, ...
