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There was a faint hum across the skin of my palm, and the hum was familiar. I had felt this hum at the end of every Arc Lightning cast I had ever produced; it was the faint vibration left in the staff after the discharge had passed.
The Elemental Fuchsia tree was a great material for making staffs for elemental mages because it could channel nearly all elements with no restriction, and since I was primarily using my lightning discipline, the signature of the discipline lingered in the wood, and I could sense this discipline slowly permeating my flesh.
The discipline knew me now. It had been making spells out of my Anima for two years; somewhere in the process of being asked to make a spell out of me , it had learned the difference and had stayed.
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