For Someone That's Worth Dying For

I’m 17... I just had my half birthday not too long ago too.

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“Yes, confident. It surprisingly has a lot to do with it—even if you don’t read the spell properly but speak it with confidence, it’ll still retain most of its power. I don’t know how to explain it properly, but that’s what it said in a book I read on magic. You can’t stutter or be unsure of yourself, especially on a battlefield. Does that make sense?” She asked, though not really waiting for his answer.

With magic, it seemed that positive reassurance was better than any negative, at least for Corrin. Some people were motivated more by negativity and others by positivity—and he seemed to be the latter type. She could tell it worked as he stood a little taller, held the book closer, and took a breath to clear his mind. Robin couldn’t help but crack a smile.

“Okay, make sure to read it loud and clearly-with confidence, of course. You can do it!”

Emotion and confidence for spellcasting? That made some sense to him, one’s self-confidence did splendidly on the battlefield against the enemy. Fighting against whatever had been thrown at them, recalling how Leo always appeared certain of himself while fighting with his magic. Knowing exactly what he needed to do and when no instance of hesitation. Never one missing in order to backup his allies and family alike.

His hands gripped the bindinds underneath, exhaling quietly and began to muster up his own self confidence that laid dormant inside of him. Channeling the magic within calmly focusing and allowit it to wrap around his own body, staring with quiet certainty.

Pressing his palm straight on the book, and glanced briefly at the writting on the page as he read it. A burst of magic formed around him befor shooting towards the wall, destroying it utterly.