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Ralian walked with Lunar through the city streets, the early morning sun shining a warm light through the cracks between buildings. Shops were opening, and those that had already opened were assisting their usual patrons. He glanced at a few with a particular interest, but didn't stop. Instead, he diligently followed the Sage towards a quieter area of town, eventually nearing a graveyard. Ralian followed Lunar to a crypt, volunteering to help open the heavy stone door. He let her enter first before following, closing the door behind them.

The pair continued down the dark, dusty, twisting tunnels of the catacombs, which eventually opened up into a wide room, the heart of the sewers. As his mentor asked to see his abilities, Ralian felt his heart flutter in excitement as well as fear. He gulped and turned towards the Sage, and gave a small breath. "Alright, hang on..." he closed his eyes, trying to bring forth to the center of his consciousness the memories that had twisted his soul to the form she was about to see. He cracked his neck, clenching his fist. He looked up at the Sage, his eyes glowing a brilliant golden yellow.
Raising his right hand a viscous black liquid emerged from the tips of his fingers. It continued to slowly pour over his hand, and as it fell off his hand, it disappeared into nothing, like it was a shadow all along. He walked towards the sage, flicking some of the liquid onto her forehead. An intense pain radiated from her forehead, but it wasn’t physical. Instead, it was as though all of the negative emotions or memories she had felt had been amplified and concentrated in one spot. The result was a burn similar to acid. Almost as soon as the magical substance had touched her skin, it dispersed and dissappeared into the air.

Malians eyes darted down to the wolf that approached out of nowhere. He gave a small smile of delight, the energy that dripped off of him and his new magical stare casting an atmosphere of insanity over his previous cool demeanour. "Different in many ways..." he began as he raised his arms, fingers writhing in an arcane manner. The viscous magic began to hover and swirl around his body, forming into long, rope-like structures. From over his right shoulder, the head of a black snake appeared and gave a loud hiss. The sound echoed through the sewer, and for a moment, Ralian could swear he heard something in response in his head. He reached up and stroked the chin of the serpent, which itself was hardly a normal creature. It's body possessed the same viscous appearance, and more of the magic dripped from its jaws.
"...and in some ways, similar." Ralian lowered his hand, and the serpent crawled forward, dissappearing into the air as it did so. "I'm impressed though. To some, even a small drop of my magic can send them rearing in pain. You're very perceptive, Luna. I'm sure you can also see that I have a lot to go before perfecting my abilities."

Used to hiding what I feel. The words piqued Ralian's curiosity, but he decided to let the topic slide for now. It seemed to be too early to start prying into her past. He took another look at the shadow wolf Luna had summoned before it disappeared, interested to finally see what shadow magic looked like. As she posed a question of where to go, Ralian tilted his head, both in thought of where to go and in contemplation of the Sage's personality. "Hmm," he began, "...how about the Beach? If we left now we could possibly make it there by twilight or even night? Would be better than these catacombs, no?"
Ralian started walking with Luna, making their way to stairs that led up into the city.