Aegis sat cross-legged on the meditation platform, trying not to stare too hard at the ghost queen floating in front of her.
[... This is actually kind of crazy, no? I'm about to get magic lessons from dead royalty. It's like if, I don't know, George Washington taught me how to shoot a gun.]
"Close your eyes." Rosanna's voice wrapped around her like silk. "I need to examine your aether pathways."
"My what now?"
"The channels through which magic flows in your body. Think of them as... spiritual veins."
[That's not how the lore describes mana. Interesting. Maybe Rosanna has some archaic way of viewing aether.]
Aegis closed her eyes. A cool touch pressed against her forehead. Rosanna's ghostly fingers felt like morning mist.
"Hmm. Fascinating."
"Good fascinating or 'you're about to explode' fascinating?"
"Your pathways are almost completely blocked." Rosanna circled her. "Like someone tried to force water through a straw filled with mud."
[Wow.]
