I’m going to do some more research.” We’d just settled in to our new hotel room, and I wanted to check out The Codex and troll for new spells. The forums were awash with people debating the virtues of this spell over that. As I’d found out earlier, not every spell translated into the real world, and there were also considerations in-game that I didn’t have that would skew my results, things such as health and magic meters that needed to be replenished. Seeing as I had an assassin actively searching for me, my general plan was to seek out spells people thought were overpowered. “Sure,” Alex said. “I assume you want some kind of steak?” “Yeah, that’d be great.” While practicing magic was not physically taxing, it did drain me. From the reading I’d done back at the Armory, magical ability was thought by some to be like a muscle which grew stronger with use. Not many people had ever been in my position before, and I could attest that this theory about magic was true.
