Markus shook his head as Max asked him the question. The redhead had noticed the slight response to his guesses and was only mildly surprised that they had fought the same being. If anything, that made him feel better.
“No, not really,” Markus said, trying to remember the events leading up to the encounter. “Byte was hosting a date night event, pushing a new product. I didn't know about it when I went to there to relax,” Markus explained, drinking his beer.
“While there, I ran into Mac, and we started talking. During the conversation, the spirit showed up, obviously gunning for him and very angry.” Markus finished, shaking his head as he remembered the encounter in full. That was the first time Markus had done a ritual without supervision or pre-planning. He had thrown it together on the spot while Mac fought the spirit, forgetting to work out his power source. He would never forget the drain he felt as the ritual took the magic from him.
“No, not really,” Markus said, trying to remember the events leading up to the encounter. “Byte was hosting a date night event, pushing a new product. I didn't know about it when I went to there to relax,” Markus explained, drinking his beer.
“While there, I ran into Mac, and we started talking. During the conversation, the spirit showed up, obviously gunning for him and very angry.” Markus finished, shaking his head as he remembered the encounter in full. That was the first time Markus had done a ritual without supervision or pre-planning. He had thrown it together on the spot while Mac fought the spirit, forgetting to work out his power source. He would never forget the drain he felt as the ritual took the magic from him.