"I said I understand you, not that I am as stupid as you. I am wise enough to know that mortals cannot fight against immortals. So if I took something from an immortal, I would negotiate to keep it.
If that failed, I would spend half of my time while I still had it looking for other ways of becoming a mage. Awakening pills and potions, I would collect them all.
I would build a big school of alchemy and hire other mages to research for me. I would set up guilds and fund them so that they could search for artifacts all over the world to give me the same power as that of a mage. Your death is not just because of the broken contract, it is also because you were lazy."
She chanted a spell that burned his clothes off. Then, she made one long cut on his stomach and started chanting a spell. The root flew out from his stomach and fell in her palm.