THE HOODED ONE'S POINT OF VIEW.
"Each living human has essence, and each human with essence has a core within them, there are however cases when people lack essence, these people are referred to as 'Empty shells' because their core lacks no Magical substance…however that is beside our discussion anyway... so I'll get back to point…"
Netyisha pauses as she takes a deep breath before continuing;
"There are Three major and globally recognised Core types; The Psychic-Cores... I don't know much about them ,however, I've gathered that these are the Core types that specialize in Communication affairs as well as intuitive and mentally manipulative engagements, they are not categorised due to the variety of abilities in this Core-type and they are relatively rare...secondly, the Light cores, these core-types, to put it simply, specialize in controlling natural elements…they are plant manipulation masters, weather manipulation masters, animal control masters to mention but a few…then, the Dark-core-types, which we both fall under, we are generally considered as destructive elements, our essence is remarkably dark which ultimately implies that we are most prone to succumb to Negative emotional pressure and gradually metamorphose to Magical beasts"
Netyisha clears her throat;
"We are generally categorised into Flame-core, Blood-core and Spirit- core"
Netyisha pauses uneasily;
"But we are on entirely different leagues" she mutters matter-of-factly.
I smirk to myself.
"We Mages and Reverreds consist of Core-types who are specifically interested in developing, enhancing and improving our essence, we are also bridges between magical creatures and regular human beings…that's all I know…now tell me what you know about dark-cores" she rushes up her lecture on a note of finality,
I nod;
"Netyisha, you must first come to the terms that you wish to learn about Dark-cores for your sake and not just to guard against some Blood-core student of yours"
Netyisha flinches,
"You unconsciously run away from the fact that you're a Dark-core" I add,
-I am thoroughly enjoying her expressions-
There is silence.
"Okay...I understand" she says simply,
-How fascinating-
"Well... first you should know, that only a few dark-cores actually manage not to succumb to darkness"
THE HOODED ONE'S POV END.
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RAVE'S POINT OF VIEW.
Eventhough I promised Camada that I'd find water, I am presently at a loss.
We trudge around, searching for a stream, a lake, a river.
-Anything with water-
I stop and look around.
-It is very absurd that we have not been attacked for a while by beasts-,
"Right now…we're pretty much just moving around aimlessly" Camada mutters in exhaustion,
"It's also really boring" she adds,
I look at her,
-Boring?; I agree-
"Shall we play a game?" she asks nervously,
I turn to her surprised at her offer.
"Yeah…that doesn't sound half bad"
RAVE'S POV END.