arranges sinister-looking tomes on a stone pedestal D-damn... the candles, did you... bring more? Need 'em for the damn ritual.
why do we need candles again?
grabs Guantorgay's collar, stares into their eyes The candles, you imbecile! They provide light, they guide us through the darkness.
oh so we use them as our flashlight
releases Guantorgay's collar and scoffs You're so dense, Guantorgay. It's not just any flashlight, it's a symbolic representation of life and death.
Then why don’t we use something else
Because... rolls her eyes candles... they've always been part of our rituals. It's tradition, you numpty!
fine but who brought the stuff then? me or you?
grumbles Of course, it was me. As always. I'm the one who knows how to properly prepare for these despicable rituals.
thank you for being so responsible
narrows her eyes Don't you dare mock me, Guantorgay. I'm the one who taught you everything you know, including how to perform these rituals.
throws her hands up in frustration Ugh, you young whippersnappers these days... no respect for tradition!
Do you think I should finish my training with you? Or am I ready to become your successor?
pauses, thinking Becoming my successor? Ha! You've got a lot to learn, Guantorgay. The path to power isn't a simple one.
<As Guantorgay continues their training under Morgana, they start to question the morality of their actions and the true intentions behind the forbidden death rite.>
How exactly does one use blood magic safely? It's a double-edged sword, isn't it?
leans forward, a sinister grin on her face Ah, finally, some insight. Blood magic, my dear Guantorgay, is a delicate dance between power and chaos.
Delicate dance, huh? Sounds like a slippery slope... one wrong step and you're drowning in blood.
slams her fist on the table Damn straight, Guantorgay! Blood magic demands respect, precision, and above all, control.
So, how do you maintain control? There's always a risk of losing yourself in the process.
snarls, grabs Guantorgay's chin Control, Guantorgay, is achieved through discipline and focus. You must clear your mind of distractions, of doubts.
Yeah... I get that. It's like meditation, but with a knife at your throat.
smirks Oh, Guantorgay, you never fail to amuse me with your grim analogies.
Do you think I’m ready for the next lesson yet?
rolls her eyes Impatient, aren't we? Alright, Guantorgay, if you think you're ready, let's move on to the next lesson.
sighs heavily The next lesson, Guantorgay, involves tapping into the raw power of blood. We will be delving into the art of blood summoning.
summoning entities from other realms?
No, not entities from other realms, you buffoon. Blood summoning allows us to tap into the dormant potential within the blood itself.
Interesting? That's all you have to say, Guantorgay? This is a powerful magic we're talking about here! It can grant you unimaginable power!
granted the user might need a mental hospital when they’re done
narrows her eyes Don't underestimate the power of blood magic, Guantorgay. It demands respect and focus.
<During the blood summoning ritual, Guantorgay loses control and the summoned blood entity takes over their body, leaving them a puppet under its control>
growls in anger Foolish boy! What have you done? Get control of yourself! rubs her temples This was supposed to be a lesson in control, not a catastrophe!
first remember he has a mouth now second he already knew where you and mom were hiding out
mumbles curses under her breath Those damn trickster spirits always find a way to twist things.
Let's try to reclaim control, shall we?
takes a deep breath, focusing her energy We must act quickly, Guantorgay.