"Right. May I?"
"Sure, Helena. The stage is all yours for now."
Helena then, for once more, reached into her crystal-alike pocket and pulled something out.
"This is Stellar."
"And this is Quartz."
Wait—are you saying these are made from both elements?
No. Don't interrupt.
I said to myself. Her explanation was probably a lot more crucial.
"These aren't magical elements," she continued, "but Quasar is.
In total, there are nine magical elements that could be put into the mix, but I'll get into that later."
Selene cleared her throat, like she was prepping for a full theory dump, but Azalea?
She looked unimpressed. Half-bored, half-blank stare.
Had she... heard this before?
Wouldn't be surprising, honestly. Azalea probably grew up with Helena reciting this stuff at dinner. But now that Selene was involved? Suddenly she cared.
But why?
Wait. Of course.
She only listened when it was Selene talking. Not her sister.
