Game in Marvel-Chapter 113

"It's like something is keeping it locked inside you. Normally, if a mage has this much affinity, they can at least summon sparks or weak spells instinctively. But you? It's like there's a barrier." Keira after repeated observation made that judgement. "Ah! Well.. It's probably my fault for taking the easiest route after seeing your magical talent. We will start from the basics."

"Wait wasn't that the basics?" Liam was confused as he expected learning and understanding the first spells as the basics of magic learning. Keira in response rolled her eyes and walked inside the hut, while calling him back.

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The putrid stench of decay filled the air as Liam stood at the entrance of the spider nest. The pit ahead was lined with thick webbing. Liam exhaled, shaking off his frustration. If magic wouldn't bend to his will, then fine—he'd stick to what he knew best. Fighting.

Liam was back inside the armor, but this time he had his swords in his hands. His fingers flexed over the hilt of his sword as the first arachas skittered into view.

The massive arachnid, its chitinous body covered in sickly green pustuled. It lunged, but Liam sidestepped and then using his blades to sever one of it's front legs. The creature screeched in pain, recoiling, but Liam was already moving. He ducked under a wild strike, rolled to the side, and buried his sword deep into the creature's underbelly. The arachas convulsed before collapsing in a heap.

A second one emerged, larger than the first. It spat a glob of acidic venom at him. Liam activated the air shield that simmered once the venom hit it. Then he dashed forward, flipping over the creature's back and slashing downward, cleaving off two of its legs in one fluid motion.

One thing good about the armor and modelling was that, Tony had made it so that his other hand wouldn't be handicapped and whatever motion Liam meant to do with his other hand, the armor would do it. It was very responsive and allowed Liam to play to his strength.

The arachas shrieked, stumbling. Liam capitalized and thus plunging his blade through its head. It twitched once, then went still. Two down, three more to go and now he was facing three together. Seeing that he would be under quite the problem if he faced each of them together, he summoned a lightning attack that not only hurt the first arachas, but it got transferred to the other two at the same time.

This made the arachas convulse and without any hindrance Liam proceeded to kill them brutally. Separating limbs and then cleaving their bodies. He breathed a bit after finishing the last one stepping back to assess the carnage. The fight had been quick, brutal—just what he needed to clear his head.

The frustration of being unable to use magic had gnawed at him for days. Killing these monsters gave him a sense of relief.

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Wiping his blade clean, Liam crouched beside the corpses and got to work. He extracted the venom sacs with careful precision, ensuring they remained intact. He gathered chunks of hardened chitin, the webbing, and even the eyes—Keira had been very specific about what she needed.

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Keira's eyes lit up as he dropped the things that he had brought. There were many items and thus had to put to the floor.

"You actually did it," she said. "And without getting poisoned. Impressive."

"I am more efficient than you in killing monsters. So give me a little credit" Liam replied.

"Fine, fine. Since you've proven you're not completely hopeless, we'll start your alchemy training properly." Keira said.

"Properly?" Liam raised an eyebrow.

"I may have... underestimated the importance of building a foundation. I tried taking shortcuts because of your talent, but that clearly didn't work. So, we're starting from the basics." Keira coughed a bit when she said that, trying to hide the embarrassment. Liam didn't know the alchemy came first when it was the matter of magic.

He thought magic was simple but it might not be true. Maybe this was the reason that the sorcerers lived a long life. He was trying to cram years of knowledge within a few days. And that was how his grueling days of alchemy learning started.

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Liam sat at the wooden table, Keira placed several old tomes in front of him. The books were thick, and they smelled of herbs. Some were written in Elder Speech, while others were filled with diagrams of plants, minerals, and intricate potion formulas.

"Alchemy," Keira began, pacing in front of him, "is the foundation of all advanced magic. Without alchemical knowledge, most sorcerers wouldn't even be able to maintain their bodies, let alone cast spells at a high level. Potions, elixirs, mutagens—they all stem from this science." She tapped one of the books. "Your first task is simple. Read these. All of them."

"All of them? There are at least a dozen books here." Liam wasn't happy at all. Reading was something that he had left long ago and though he loved reading stories and history, he didn't have much love for knowledgeable books now. His time being a nurse in his previous life made him hate learning by the end of his course, because he realized that they never ended.

"If you can fight monsters, you can handle a little light reading." Keira smirked.

Liam sighed but opened the first tome. He skimmed through the introduction, but before he could get too deep, his armor's AI-enhanced interface activated. A translucent display formed over his vision, scanning the pages as he read. Data appeared in real-time, highlighting key concepts. Liam instantly became rejuvenated when he saw the armor helping while standing on the side.

He hadn't thought of using the armor that way at all and it was probably the previous command that Liam had provided that took affect and prompted the Interceptor to act that way. It just made his work easier.