"I really am sorry for taking so long to help you escape the bow. As soon as I learned that could I did everything I could." Gil was finally able to take a little time to speak to Zephyr by himself. Midnight and Onyx had calmed themselves and were resting near the forge while Su and Remey were playing with the earth spirits and dark spirit. Apparently, they had stayed when Walker rushed out of the room after Grey.

"I know. You never told Walker you were using your wind elemental arrows to give me mana. But I know. I know you hid it and stayed up later than everyone to try and give me more mana. I was so excited that you were trying so hard. That's why I made sure to give you the spirit mark. Spirits can only do that once you know." Zephyr was convinced that Gil would have run himself ragged just to help her at the end of the day.

"You knew that it was from my arrows?" Gil thought that he had been careful not to even say it.

"Hehehe, you talk in your sleep sometimes. And you never let me leave your side. I also remember you saying something about how cute Alma was when she gave you some crystal arrows." Zephyr wasn't afraid to teas Gil in the least. But instead of becoming red faced and embarrassed he just nodded.

Gil felt that he was being spoken to by part of himself. It was as if they were one at times, "Oh, you should try the spirit mark skill to store the bow in it. I want to see." Zephyr remembered this and thought it was the most interesting aspect of the spirit mark. Gil on the other hand had no idea how it worked.

"Do I just think about it happ-" Gil felt a breeze and blinked. When he opened his eyes the spirit mark had an additional bow shaped next to the wind symbol. It glowed slightly and the bow that had been in his lap was gone.

"It's the same as when I would revert to mana only to dwell within the bow. That was very good." Zephyr was pleased with the spirit mark's ability to store the bow away that could act as a dwelling.

"You know, I am really curious about the differences between you and a high spirit. You look like a girl and you have real features. I can see how cute you are when you smile and you speak clearly. From what the other spirits look like they are just made of their own elements and don't show their emotions on a face." Gil had been trying to fully understand the differences and decided it was best to just ask.

"You're right, I am cute." Zephyr swayed through the air smiling happier than any person Gil had seen. "But the difference between myself and a high spirit is only greater because of my name. The name lets me learn more. I don't need to combine with other spirits to grow. I maintain my personality and memories as I gain mana. High spirits would lose that to become a grand or a dual elemental spirit."

"So you can grow stronger and stronger as a wind elemental spirit and even go beyond a grand spirit? Is that possible?" Gil was wide eyed while imagining what could possibly be higher than a grand elemental spirit.

"No, I doubt I can go higher. The only thing that would be higher than me is a spirit with multiple elements and at that point, they could be considered a full nature spirit instead of an elemental spirit. But a true nature spirit has all the elements and is very powerful. The elves called one that helped grow the forests the world spirit." Zephyr was glad she could share some of her knowledge and stories with Gil. she had been wanting to for a very long time.

"So, do you think your new spirit friend can take a trip down to the treasury with me? I want to see if I can have some help awakening another spirit. I want to learn to speak with them like you and your leader." The elder had gained the courage to ask Gil when it looked like he was at a pause in the conversation.

"Tell him yes! But he needs to leave the pieces of the battle spirits here. The other spirits won't awaken if they are around. The feeling is too...sad." Zephyr made Gil puzzled since he wasn't sure what she was talking about. Regardless he repeated the message.

"That's what they are! I knew your leader said something similar but they are pieces of a battle spirit?" The elder paused for a moment and then quickly asked, "What is a battle spirit. I have not seen one."

"He shouldn't want to see a battle spirit. They have no way to grow. They choose to make a physical body to attack and clash with other elements or even those around them. It is a sad loss for a spirit. They will condense themselves so much that they form a gem like core which bleeds mana until it crumbles to dust." Zephyr looked to have seen this happen before sp Gil did not want to push her about it.

Yet, she continued to speak. "Battle spirits used to fight before the tribes had built bigger homes and fought larger wars. There used to be so many elemental spirits that the only way to get the mana we needed was to take it or grab it from unwitting spirits. Some would try and attack forcefully and accidentally became battle spirits. Even spirits are not perfect." Gil had no words for this explanation other than the fact that he could feel her sadness.

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