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"Right. So," Bob started. "Quite a few of these classes have dealt with how to determine what a magical being wants. What to do and not to do when dealing with them. But what do you do if there is no dealing with them? If what they want is you, dead. Or if they simply want to go from here to there, and you're in their way and they'll kill you regardless?"

He shrugged. "Not everything magical is intelligent, after all. So, since you all seem to love the more practical demonstrations," or keep trying to chase them down and tame them, "I thought we'd do that again."

He gestured, and the Danger Shop was suddenly a city, and at the end of the block were a wave of zombies.

In the distance were some large stomping noises. "That'll be the giants," Bob explained.

The shriek something overhead punctuated his words. "Not sure what that is," he added cheerfully. "We never did find out exactly. Enjoy!"

Sorry, students; your teacher has decided to be a little shit today.

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She could have run. She really could have. But Merrill was a mage with no small amount of pride in her abilities (even though she'd never admit it out loud) and not that many opportunities to really test what she could do.

"Oh, this is actually a little bit exciting," she admitted, unslinging her staff from her back. "Creators, that's a lot of corpses though."

She took no small amount of satisfaction in watching the giant rock she'd conjured go smashing into a cluster of zombies at high speed; the Keeper hadn't thought she was quite ready to handle that spell yet, but she'd been practicing on her own.

"Oh, very nice." Credit where it was due; that was a fairly impressive spell.

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