Rythian's thauminomicon glowed a dimmer purple than usual. He sighed.

Why does it have to do this?

Zoey ran to his side, a glimmer of hope shone from her in anticipation. Rythian shook his head.

"Do you know when you'll, 'get it back'?" Zoey made quotation marks with her hands, making Rythian smile.

He hasn't smiled in so long.

"No Zoey, but until then I'm powerless. I've got nothing except basic tools and this shit staff!" He exclaimed, his voice quickly turning to anger. He threw the ender staff at Rambo's pen, causing it to shatter as he sunk to the floor. Zoey hated seeing him like this, he'd never been like this apart from when she had ran away. She hated thinking about that too. Mumbling to himself, Rythian clenched his fists and began curling himself into a ball. Zoey inhaled quickly at the sight, he had always been so strong, so 'macho'.

Showing his soft side, an unpleasant side.

Intreaged, Zoey walking over to the broken staff, poking at the shards. Whispers and colours swirled around the center.

Magic?

Immediately, she searched through her bag which they called their inventory and picked out her red staff. To Rythian's surprise, she smashed it against the floor, essence creeping out of the top sphere.

What is that crazy girl doing now?

Rythian reluctantly forced himself to his feet and trudged over to her.

"What are y-"

Zoey smiled and pointed to the essence. The red and purple swirling and twirling together. Tee charged over and through his to the pile. Reds, purples and greens all combining in a swirl of powerful magic.

"This feels powerful, more powerful than before." Rythian said, crouching down.

"That's because it's all of us, not one, not two, all three of us. we are stronger together as one, that's one of the reasons I came back..." Her voice trailed off as she finished her sentence and smiled slightly at Tee.

I can't leave Tee after she's said that...

"Do you think this could... replace your magic?" Zoey whispered hopefully. Rythian shook his head.

"This is far too powerful for one person."

"So, do we just leave this here then?"

Rythian was flabagasted as he almost fell back onto the floor. Tee giggled. Rythian quickly fetched an arcane leather pouch and put the peices in it, getting as much essence contained as possible. Zoey twirled her fingers through the essence he had missed, smiling.

It's good seeing her smile again, for real. But, something doesn't feel right about this magic, something doesn't feel right at all...