Chapter 8: [8] Just One More Pull
The lever slid through Xavier's fingers with less resistance than before. The wheel's vibrant colors blurred together as it spun faster.
"Come on, come on..."
"Third time's the charm," Calypso sang, floating upside down with her silver hair cascading toward the infinite void below.
"That's what grifters tell marks before they fleece them," Xavier muttered, eyes locked on the spinning wheel. The colors slowed, separated, then clicked into place.
Five cards materialized. One gold. One silver. Three bronze.
"Oh." Calypso's enthusiasm deflated slightly. "Not... terrible?"
Xavier reached for the gold card, hoping for something that would justify this gamble. It flipped, revealing a warrior with glowing hands.
[SR-RANK ABILITY: MANA MANIPULATION]
You can harness raw magical energy and shape it into basic forms. Create shields, minor blasts, or small constructs. Cannot cast formal spells without additional training. Energy capacity: moderate. Regeneration rate: slow.
"Magic, huh?" Xavier's lips curved upward. "I could work with this."
The silver card showed a figure surrounded by swirling wind.