《Max Level Runemage returns to earth.》Chapter 3 Fixing things
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Inside the bag, Robin felt a wooden staff, a small book, and a bag of coins, but they weren't his aim. He moved over and felt a long leather-covered box. He grabbed it and pulled it out.
OK, finally. Maybe I should make this thing bigger. So I don't have to guess what I'm grabbing in there. Robin thought as he pulled the box halfway outside. In the sunlight, the box revealed that it had many different colored sections. Maybe I should empty and destroy it later? Wouldn't want the circle to find this stable wormhole.
I'm surprised this portal bag still works even across the worlds. Hey, that would mean I could create a stable wormhole and move between both? Well maybe not. But it's a fun idea to think about anyway. Robin thought as he opened the first section and removed a pair of golden glasses. Ok, let's go find that rock.
Robin closed the box section and slide it back inside the bag. He tied the bag up and pocketed it, before putting the glasses on. Then Robin finally did, He nearly fell over.
“Ahh, what the heck!” Robin yelped, as he ripped the glasses off, blinked, and rubbed his eyes. “What was that? Why was everything so bright.”
Oh right. I completely forgot. Robin thought as he turned the lenses in his hands a few times. I forgot radiation isn't that rare here. I should have changed the sensitivity on this thing. He clapped his hands and put the glasses back on. Oh, that's much better.
He scanned the area around the tower and then little ways down the hill. Soon he spotted three spots of light. Which confused Robin a bit. So he walked over and dug through the grass for the lights. In the grass, he found his old crystal and two crumbly gray rocks.
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Damn, that explains the power loss. The rock couldn't withstand the load and crumbled. Robin thought as he pocketed the loose crystal and removed his glasses. He pocketed the glasses and looked down at the rocks, hesitantly. I picked it up barehanded last time. I probably gave myself radiation poisoning. Well, I can't just leave them here. The safest way would be to not touch them at all.
Robin clapped his hands together and his rings started to glow. Sparkles of light like a sparkler appeared from his hands and fell onto the rocks. The rocks began to float out of the grass. Once they reach eye level they stopped.
Robin grabbed the solid air around the rocks and began walking back to his area effect generator. it was lead-lined. He first placed the gray rocks back inside the device and then pull from his pocket the Crystal. He paused.
On second thought, I might need this for other spells. Robin thought as he put the crystal in his pocket. He then closed the hatch and touched the device with a ring. he gave it new orders. Ok, up you go.
The device started to glow as the tower begin to rise. As by design, the tower slowly floated up and then down. The wind whipped around the tower as itself righted. Thereby planting itself into the soft ground of the forest. Its tip now pointing up at the sky. Robin frowned. The landed side of the tower was damaged. It was caked with grass, dirt, and mud. It was obvious that some bricks were cracked and everything was loose.
Damn, that's worse than I thought. I'm going to need to fix this. Robin thought as he pulled the Crystal from his pocket. An empowered liquidation spell might work.
He stepped forward and touched the tower with a hand. His rings started to glow green. The bricks of the tower started to go runny and melt. Drops started to form between the cracks. Robin stopped halfway through the spell. The bricks fused back together and grew solid once again.
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This isn't the best way to fix this. But it will be fine for a few days. Just until I find someplace better. Robin thought as he examined the wall. He pocketed the Crystal again. Time to go see what's salvageable.
Robin walked back to the tower's doorway, as a roar of thunder come up from the nearby highway. A sound Robin only remembers vaguely. Eager to see the source, Robin quickly casts a wind-based, levitation spell and rockets up through the air. The sound was almost ear-spiting now.
Then Robin rose above the trees. He spotted a white object zoom past. The knowledge and memories clicked into place. It was an emergency ambulance. The siren was poof enough. The sound started to fade as Robin floated back down to the ground.
Damn it. I barely saw its color. I wanted to see more. Robin thought as he found his footing before the spell ended. That was an ambulance vehicle. A real one, not some drawing. Hell. I haven't seen a combustion vehicle in what... twenty-five years or something? I should go check that out later, but first I have to deal with the tower?
Robin reentered his tower and looked around at the mess. Glass bottles cracked underfoot and strange smells lingered in the air. He noticed a bottle of snake venom, leaking on the floor.
Oh no, I can't leave everything like this. Some poor animal might wander in and step in this. Can't have that. Robin thought as he clapped his hands together. I love this part. Magic makes cleaning so convenient.
A rush of air hits Robin's arms and face. The poison on the floor begins to rise and into a column of air. It formed a ball and with a blue flash, froze solid. Robin expertly moves the floating ball over to the last upright cold box in the room and ends the spell. Gravity took over and dropped the ball inside. It jumped a little against the cold padded walls of the crate. It was cold, as a freezer inside.
It took twenty minutes for Robin to clean up everything else. Half the bottles were gone, the cold boxes need to be lined up again, and some things needed to be tossed into the trash box.
After most of the items got put away. Robin filled a bag with some essentials. A knife, a large gold nugget, a few empty gold rings, a water-skin, and some dried snacks for the road. Robin walked out of his tower and breathed in the not-so-fresh air. He turned back to the tower.
I can't have people simply wandering in here. An empowered light, invisibility spell will have to do. Robin thought, as he pulled the Crystal from his pocket and bend down. He started drawing runes in the mud. Robin drew ten different runes. One rune for height, one rune for length, one rune for volume, and seven different runes for concealment. He placed the crystal in the center of the runes and touch it with a ring. The runes flashed and the tower vanished. The only things that were left were a big hole in the ground and a crystal in the mud.
Ok, finally this is it. Robin thought, as he turned towards the road and started walking. Time to see what the world has become in twenty-five years.
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