The flow came quickly, his mana rushing from his core to fulfill his request, before petering out, causing no effect.
Charon gritted his teeth.
'I hate learning new abilities, my body just won't make them work right!'
It was an unfortunate reality. Every new spell a mage learned was like practicing a new style of combat. Your mind might know what it wants to do, but your body lacks the muscle memory. You need to practice and refine it if you want to see results.
He took a calming breath, forcing himself not to lose focus.
'Patience is a virtue. I just need to keep at it. I should ask Emerius and Darius to help me practice my abilities more. I've been neglecting them while working on my scythe skills, carelessly assuming my skeletons would be strong enough.'
