Sydney took out a small wooden mirror that expanded after it was taken out. The mirror didn't reflect anything and looked like wall. Sydney then poured Mana into the mirror and it changed and looked like fog and when the fog dissipated, a elf sitting in her garden and drinking tea was reflected by the mirror. The elf was beautiful, extremely beautiful that Sydney and Anita couldn't even begin to measure up to. Her chest was also bountiful, her slightly green skin was fair and smooth.
Her eyes were filled with vicissitudes of the past, like she'd gone through history from millions of years ago till now.
"Aria, are you a trash Runesmith?!" Sydney wasn't courteous at all and even called Lady Aria by her name.
"What do you mean?" asked Aria with a calm voice, not at all fazed by Sydney's attitude towards her.
"I'm talking about the garbage Runes you've taught our Race! Did you waste millennia of our time teaching us garbage?!" raged Sydney.
"What do you mean?"
