Walking A New Path

[Nox]

Ghost blades. Not really what he would call them, but Nox nodded. "Any thread could probably do it, but spirit is how I learned it. It's partially how Cruz and I came up with the shield. That and the trip wires we have around the estate." The slicing weave was one Bas had come up with during a spar. They had both picked it up and also how to tie off weaves. It had been an eventful day.

Nox frowned at the memory of his reaction to a friend checking him out. It hadn't been his best moment. Flattery should have been the ultimate reaction, but it was Pytor. He was still a weasley looking fellow and not at all attractive to Nox. And it wasn't a guy thing. That much he knew. But that was a problem for a different time he thought as he pulled Spirit to show Ivan how he had learned. All through trial and error. Nothing he had shown Ivan was anything but. No one taught him anything. At least not about how to use his power. Nox felt a stab of jealousy in that fact. He had no teacher, yet he was expected to help others. He could see Aurora shaking her head, "It's the right thing to do."

Nox started forming a fireball, its composition floated above their table invisible to any who was not a man. "Try to use the weave I showed you to cut through the flow."