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stops."
Meredith returned his look with one filled with anguish. "Why Sig?"
Grampa nodded. "Alright, let's review the situation. Sig is now a Battle Wizard. We can't change that, at least not until he can pass Aðalbrandr along. I can't take it back. Passing it on is permanent. I don't think anyone outside of our line can receive it."
"Maybe we can advertise on eBay," she said with a weak smile.
"He can't even put it in a dresser drawer and forget about it. Once bonded, he can't get far from it."
"Why, what happens?" Sig asked with a concerned look.
Grampa pursed his lips, and then said, "Your essence is bound with it. I'll call it feeling of discomfort that goes beyond extreme. If you and it get separated, you will ache until you are reunited. It's best if you wear Aðalbrandr all the time."
Sig clutched the amulet inside his shirt and looked at Mom, to find her watching him. He gave her a weak smile before he let it go and turned back to Grampa.
"A Black Wizard orchestrated the zombie attack, with Sig as the target." Grampa said with a frown.
"But you were here too. Maybe they were after you."
"I've thought about it. No one knew I planned to come here and even if it was a lucky guess, they certainly didn't know when I would arrive. No, it was a coincidence that I arrived when I did."
"A lucky coincidence. If you had been a few hours later . . .," Sig said.
Grampa forced a smile and then looked at Meredith. "Since there is a Dark Mage after him, I think the fact that he is a Battle Wizard is a good thing, even if he doesn't have all his powers."
"Can't we get the Mage to leave him alone if he doesn't have his powers?"
"No." He vehemently shook his head. "Don't forget that he attacked before Sig had any powers. We won't get a break. Black Mages don't understand fair play." He glanced at Meredith and then Sig. "The more power Sig has the better. That's why I'm pushing so hard."
"I understand Grampa," Sig said. "Sorry I lost my temper."
"I don't understand," Meredith said. "How can he lead your war against Black Magic if he doesn't have his powers? That sounds like a sure way to get killed."
"You're right. Because our Battle Wizard line has always led the fight, I've unreasonably assumed that Sig would immediately step into the role. I have to remember that he's dealing with burdens others haven't had to overcome—lack of experience and training, and the fact that his powers are slow in coming."
"Do you feel like you're holding a Remedial Wizards class?" Sig said with a smile.
"I admit that I get a little frustrated too," Grampa said with a chuckle. "We'll both need to rein in our tempers."
"While you two are getting along famously, I'll still be worried."
"Worried, even scared is a good when dealing with a Dark Mage. However, we have to deal with it." He stood and walked to the pot on the stove. "Now, I'd like another helping of your delicious Chili Verde before Sig eats it all."
Madeline was hunched over her Geology text when Sig arrived at the library. He paused. Her thrust forward shoulders allowed the scoop necked; long sleeve, pink T-shirt to expose an enjoyable amount of cleavage. He thought of melons suspended.
Her eyes rose toward him in a languid knowing look before they widened and her smile flashed at him. "There you are. I wondered if you forgot."
He blushed. "Sorry, we had a family discussion and I lost track of the time."
"No problems I hope?"
"Naw. My Grampa is in town and we got to talking about stuff. I hate to miss a chance to learn about our family."
"Do you have a big family?"
"No, I'm an only child, Mom's an only, and Dad was an only, Grandfather and Great-Grampa too. I don't guess we're very fecund."
She nodded. "Nice word, meaning highly fertile." And then she smiled sadly. "You don't have to have a big family for it to be special. I know."
"What about you?" Sig asked.
"I'm an only child too. Now it's just me."
"If it doesn't hurt to talk about it, tell me, what's
Meredith returned his look with one filled with anguish. "Why Sig?"
Grampa nodded. "Alright, let's review the situation. Sig is now a Battle Wizard. We can't change that, at least not until he can pass Aðalbrandr along. I can't take it back. Passing it on is permanent. I don't think anyone outside of our line can receive it."
"Maybe we can advertise on eBay," she said with a weak smile.
"He can't even put it in a dresser drawer and forget about it. Once bonded, he can't get far from it."
"Why, what happens?" Sig asked with a concerned look.
Grampa pursed his lips, and then said, "Your essence is bound with it. I'll call it feeling of discomfort that goes beyond extreme. If you and it get separated, you will ache until you are reunited. It's best if you wear Aðalbrandr all the time."
Sig clutched the amulet inside his shirt and looked at Mom, to find her watching him. He gave her a weak smile before he let it go and turned back to Grampa.
"A Black Wizard orchestrated the zombie attack, with Sig as the target." Grampa said with a frown.
"But you were here too. Maybe they were after you."
"I've thought about it. No one knew I planned to come here and even if it was a lucky guess, they certainly didn't know when I would arrive. No, it was a coincidence that I arrived when I did."
"A lucky coincidence. If you had been a few hours later . . .," Sig said.
Grampa forced a smile and then looked at Meredith. "Since there is a Dark Mage after him, I think the fact that he is a Battle Wizard is a good thing, even if he doesn't have all his powers."
"Can't we get the Mage to leave him alone if he doesn't have his powers?"
"No." He vehemently shook his head. "Don't forget that he attacked before Sig had any powers. We won't get a break. Black Mages don't understand fair play." He glanced at Meredith and then Sig. "The more power Sig has the better. That's why I'm pushing so hard."
"I understand Grampa," Sig said. "Sorry I lost my temper."
"I don't understand," Meredith said. "How can he lead your war against Black Magic if he doesn't have his powers? That sounds like a sure way to get killed."
"You're right. Because our Battle Wizard line has always led the fight, I've unreasonably assumed that Sig would immediately step into the role. I have to remember that he's dealing with burdens others haven't had to overcome—lack of experience and training, and the fact that his powers are slow in coming."
"Do you feel like you're holding a Remedial Wizards class?" Sig said with a smile.
"I admit that I get a little frustrated too," Grampa said with a chuckle. "We'll both need to rein in our tempers."
"While you two are getting along famously, I'll still be worried."
"Worried, even scared is a good when dealing with a Dark Mage. However, we have to deal with it." He stood and walked to the pot on the stove. "Now, I'd like another helping of your delicious Chili Verde before Sig eats it all."
Madeline was hunched over her Geology text when Sig arrived at the library. He paused. Her thrust forward shoulders allowed the scoop necked; long sleeve, pink T-shirt to expose an enjoyable amount of cleavage. He thought of melons suspended.
Her eyes rose toward him in a languid knowing look before they widened and her smile flashed at him. "There you are. I wondered if you forgot."
He blushed. "Sorry, we had a family discussion and I lost track of the time."
"No problems I hope?"
"Naw. My Grampa is in town and we got to talking about stuff. I hate to miss a chance to learn about our family."
"Do you have a big family?"
"No, I'm an only child, Mom's an only, and Dad was an only, Grandfather and Great-Grampa too. I don't guess we're very fecund."
She nodded. "Nice word, meaning highly fertile." And then she smiled sadly. "You don't have to have a big family for it to be special. I know."
"What about you?" Sig asked.
"I'm an only child too. Now it's just me."
"If it doesn't hurt to talk about it, tell me, what's
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