Markus listened intently as the man spoke, taking a breath as he mentioned this energy source idea. Frankly, he could understand why it was such an interesting prospect. Hell, myths, and lore throughout history had sacrifices of some kind. Life as a source makes sense logically. However, he wasn't sure how he felt about it practically. He had seen more than his fair share of lines crossed regarding Science and Technology. He didn't need to imagine what was possible with magic.
“I don't blame you,” Markus said, taking a drink and contemplating what Max had told him. “What were you getting yourself into sis,” he muttered to himself, looking at grains of wood in the bar.
“Do you know when she started using this kind of magic? How often she used it?” Markus fingered one of the books he had with him. They were journals given to him by Sunako when he visited her shop. One contained personal thoughts and only a few entries, not long before her death. The other was filled with technical notes and little else; its dates went back a few years, probably written before she got tangled into whatever mess she was in. More than once, Markus wondered why they had been left at her place of work and whether or not he should give them to the Exchange. Neither seemed to hold any big secrets or clues.
“I don't blame you,” Markus said, taking a drink and contemplating what Max had told him. “What were you getting yourself into sis,” he muttered to himself, looking at grains of wood in the bar.
“Do you know when she started using this kind of magic? How often she used it?” Markus fingered one of the books he had with him. They were journals given to him by Sunako when he visited her shop. One contained personal thoughts and only a few entries, not long before her death. The other was filled with technical notes and little else; its dates went back a few years, probably written before she got tangled into whatever mess she was in. More than once, Markus wondered why they had been left at her place of work and whether or not he should give them to the Exchange. Neither seemed to hold any big secrets or clues.