Into The Unknown

"A sleeping spell. No, that won't work—or will it?" Cerisedel paced back and forth in the hidden treasure room, every spell book in the vicinity all floated with her powers as she flipped through dozens of them and tried to read them all at the same time.

"A strong one, stronger than that—that can't do. Ah, help me with this, Lukas… wait no, your kind do not dabble in magic."

Lukas who nearly had a spellbook float in front of him quickly shut in his face, moments before he could even read the first spell.

And that irritated him.

Somehow when he saw the spellbook, it was in a script that was unknown to him and yet it was somehow able to enter his mind smoothly as if he understood the language all the same.

"I've been seconds away from learning—"