Room 14

"You want to learn to manage Demetrius' curse?" Navarro's brow twitched, as if the mere thought made his head hurt. "Agh."

The man hesitated for a long moment, staring at Rav, who had already begun pulling his signature trick - his ears slightly flattened, his tail swaying slowly, eyes wide and glistening with exaggerated innocence.

Ezra had to admit, even he couldn't say no to those big, pleading cat eyes.

Navarro groaned. "Fine, fine, just stop giving me that stupid look." He exhaled heavily, rubbing his temples before turning to Ezra.

"It's not a tough skill to learn, from what I've heard," Navarro admitted, arms crossed. "But it requires a lot that most people won't have access to. First, you're going to need an absurd amount of mana. Demetrius and his assistants could only manage it because they had a steady supply of mana crystals to replenish themselves."