Chapter 21: THE TRAINING
Act 2
The weeks following the repair procedure were dedicated to understanding the bond's new capabilities. Professor Vex insisted on comprehensive testing before Silas and Elara returned to their regular duties.
"We need to map the bond's new structure," she explained. "Understand its limits, its capabilities, its potential failure points. The repair changed it fundamentally, and we need to know exactly what we're dealing with."
The testing took place in a specially constructed chamber deep beneath the Royal Academy. The chamber was massive—a hundred feet in diameter, with walls made of reinforced stone covered in layers of protective wards. The ceiling was a dome of enchanted crystal that could absorb and dissipate magical energy.
It was designed to contain catastrophic magical failures. The kind of failures that could level buildings and kill hundreds of people.
The fact that they needed such a chamber for testing was sobering.
Silas and Elara stood in the center of the chamber, surrounded by magical instruments that monitored every aspect of the bond. Theorists observed from a protected viewing area, taking notes, recording data, analyzing every fluctuation in the magical field.
"We'll start with basic spells," Professor Vex said through a magical communication device. "Simple illumination, levitation, minor transmutations. Cast them as you normally would, and we'll measure the bond's response."
Silas cast an illumination spell, creating a ball of light in his palm. It was a spell he'd cast thousands of times, so simple it was almost automatic.
But something was different.
The spell felt... easier. The magical energy flowed more smoothly, the cost was distributed more efficiently, and the resulting light was brighter and more stable than it should have been.
"Interesting," Professor Vex said. "The bond is operating at approximately one hundred and fifty percent efficiency compared to pre-repair measurements. Cast it again, but try to reduce the power output."
Silas tried. He cast the same spell, but attempted to channel less energy, to create a dimmer light.
The result was the same. Bright, stable, efficient.
"The bond is compensating," Professor Vex observed. "It's automatically optimizing the spell, making it as efficient as possible regardless of your intent. Try a more complex spell."
They worked through a series of increasingly complex spells. Levitation, transmutation, barrier creation, healing. Each one showed the same pattern—the bond made the spells more efficient, more powerful, more effective than they should have been.
"It's like the bond is learning," one of the theorists said. "It's analyzing each spell, finding the optimal way to cast it, and implementing those optimizations automatically."
"Is that dangerous?" Elara asked.
"Potentially. If the bond is making spells more powerful without the caster's conscious control, it could lead to unintended consequences."
They discovered this firsthand during a test of defensive magic.
Silas was asked to cast a simple shield spell, the kind used to deflect minor attacks. It was a standard spell, taught to every first-year student at the Academy.
But when Silas cast it, the shield that formed was massive—a dome of shimmering energy that filled half the chamber. It was strong enough to withstand a direct hit from a siege weapon, far more powerful than a simple defensive spell should be.
"That's... not what I intended," Silas said, staring at the shield.
"The bond amplified it," Professor Vex replied. "It detected a defensive spell and automatically scaled it up to maximum effectiveness."
"Can I control that?"
"Try. Cast the spell again, but focus on keeping it small and weak."
Silas tried. He concentrated on creating a small, simple shield, just large enough to protect himself.
The result was the same. A massive dome of energy that filled the chamber.
"The bond isn't responding to your conscious intent," Professor Vex said. "It's responding to the underlying purpose of the spell. You cast a defensive spell, so it created the strongest possible defense."
"That's a problem."
"Yes, it is."
They spent days trying to find a way to control the amplification. Silas practiced modulating his intent, focusing on specific outcomes, trying to communicate with the bond at a deeper level.
Nothing worked. The bond had its own logic, its own understanding of what spells should do. And it implemented that understanding regardless of what Silas consciously wanted.
"We need to approach this differently," Professor Vex said after a particularly frustrating session. "Instead of trying to control the bond's amplification, we need to work with it. Use spells that benefit from amplification, avoid spells that could be dangerous if amplified."
"That's not a solution. That's just avoiding the problem."
"It's a practical solution. The bond is what it is, Silas. We can't change its fundamental nature. But we can learn to work within its constraints."
It was frustrating, but Professor Vex was right. The bond couldn't be controlled in the traditional sense. It had to be understood, accommodated, worked with rather than against.
Silas spent the next two weeks learning which spells were safe to cast and which were dangerous. Healing spells were generally safe—amplification just made them more effective. Utility spells like illumination and levitation were manageable. Defensive spells were powerful but not dangerous.
But offensive spells were a problem. Any spell designed to harm or destroy was amplified to devastating levels. A simple fire spell became an inferno. A force push became a shockwave. A binding spell became an unbreakable prison.
"You need to avoid offensive magic entirely," Professor Vex advised. "The bond makes you too dangerous. One mistake, one moment of anger or fear, and you could kill dozens of people."
"What if I need to defend myself? What if someone attacks Elara?"
"Then you use defensive magic. Create shields, barriers, protective fields. Let the attackers exhaust themselves against your defenses rather than striking back."
It was sound advice. But it also meant accepting a fundamental limitation—Silas could defend, but he couldn't attack. He could protect, but he couldn't punish. He could prevent harm, but he couldn't inflict it.
At least, not without risking catastrophic collateral damage.
"I feel like I'm being neutered," he said to Elara one evening. "I have all this power, but I can't use it."
"You can use it. Just not for violence."
"What good is power if you can't use it to stop people who are trying to hurt you?"
"You can stop them. You just have to do it defensively rather than offensively. Create barriers, redirect attacks, protect the innocent. That's still using power, Silas. It's just using it responsibly."
Through the bond, he felt her conviction. She believed that defensive power was enough, that protection was more important than punishment, that preventing harm was more valuable than inflicting it.
He wanted to agree with her. But part of him—the part that had spent fifteen years being hurt without the ability to fight back—wanted the option of striking back, of making his enemies suffer the way he had suffered.
It was a dark impulse, and he knew it. But it was there, lurking beneath his carefully maintained control.
"I'll try," he said. "But Elara, if someone threatens you, if someone tries to hurt you, I don't know if I can hold back."
"Then I'll help you hold back. That's what the bond is for—to keep us both grounded, to remind us of our principles when we're tempted to abandon them."
"And if that's not enough?"
"Then we deal with the consequences. But Silas, I'd rather deal with the consequences of restraint than the consequences of unleashing your full power. Because if you lose control, if you let the bond amplify an offensive spell to its maximum potential, people will die. Innocent people. And we'll have to live with that."
She was right. He knew she was right. But knowing something intellectually and accepting it emotionally were two different things.
He would learn to work within the bond's constraints. He would learn to defend without attacking, to protect without punishing.
But it would be one of the hardest things he'd ever done.
End of Chapter 21