Spell Weaver [Book 2 Complete]

Alex stifled a yawn as he shuffled into the massive kitchen. Even with his [Sleep Resistance] passive, he felt tired after staying up late into the night with Olivia. He squinted against the light that streamed in through the glass windows of the courtyard and winced as Gabby greeted him with her normal early morning energy.

“Good morning, Boss!” She dragged out the first part of the sentence.

“Coffee.”

Gabby paused and looked at him. “You don’t normally drink coffee. You feeling okay?”

“Just tired. Between my Willpower and one of my skills, I almost never need coffee anymore, but I love the stuff. I just want to have a cup to sip on.”

“Ahh,” she nodded knowingly. “Alright, you just go relax in the living room, and I’ll bring it to you in a minute.”

“Thanks, Gabby. You’re a saint.” Alex waved and moved out of the kitchen. Once he got to the couch, he flopped down and wondered where the others were. Gently, so as to not wake him up, Alex felt through his bond to see if Valtherion was awake.

“Alex?”

He groaned as there wasn’t even the slightest pause between his reaching out and the response. The little beast was already awake and, if the feelings pulsing through their connection were any indication, currently bolting from his office down the stairs to find him.

There wasn’t even time to sit up before the companion’s wings could be heard, and he was hovering in front of Alex.

“Hey, buddy. Good morning.”

“Good morning,” Valtherion said.

It still caught Alex a bit off guard how much Val’s intelligence and maturity seemed to jump with the advancement. Not only were his sentences coming out more clearly, but he seemed to lean more toward vocalizing rather than using their bond to communicate.

Heavy footsteps announced Mark’s arrival before he appeared. He was wearing gym shorts and a tank top that showed off his newly enhanced physique. “Morning, dude. Sam up yet?”

“Haven’t seen him,” Alex said while stifling a yawn. “But he was pretty excited about his class evolution last night. Did he end up picking one of the passive options yet?”

As if summoned, they heard socked feet thumping down the stairs in a rapid tempo before Sam slid around the corner. He was still in his pajamas but held something in his hand. “Guys! Look what I got when I chose the Turtle Spirit!” He thrust forward a small wooden totem, roughly the size of a pill bottle.

The carved turtle was simple and slightly more elongated than Alex might envision a turtle, but knowing what it was, he could clearly spot the little arms, legs, and shell. The shell was the most interesting part of it, and there were some detailed swirling patterns etched into the small wooden figurine.

“What is it?” Mark asked.

“The System called it a token totem, I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do with it. But I do feel some kind of connection to it.”

“Is it the turtle spirit?”

“I guess so?”

All three of them looked down at the totem in Sam’s hand for a moment, unsure if something was going to happen.

“What does it do?” Mark said in the same tone as before.

“I don’t know,” Sam said while curling his hand around it. “But I know I need to keep it with me, that’s really all. Maybe I’ll attach it to my staff or something? Maybe put it on a necklace? The description didn’t change much from the original, so I guess I’ll have to try and test what the passive does.”

Sam shared his System window with them.