Chapter 88: Bully
The lift arrived with a soft hiss. Varik didn’t move to enter.
Lucen stepped in first, leaned against the inner wall, and waited. When Varik joined him, the door shut without a command. Descent hummed faintly beneath their feet.
"You trust me with that?" Varik said after a beat. "Your design keys?"
"I trust your combat sense," Lucen replied. "If you were going to burn me, you’d have done it already."
Varik gave a soft grunt. Not agreement. Just motion.
Lucen looked straight ahead.
"I’ve made seven personal spells so far. One was random, courtesy of the core. I can design fast if I know what the battlefield needs."
He tapped his temple once.
"Problem is, I don’t know everything I’m missing."
Varik was quiet for a long moment.
Then he spoke.