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Altian continued to smile, voice growing excited on his second attempt, "Yes, that's it- wait." His voice trailed of slightly as Emerin kept guessing. "No, I mean- You already..."

But once Emerin got a ball rolling, he simply couldn't be stopped. Altian laughed again at Emerin's excitement. It was one of the reasons he was so happy to be friends with him. He had this undying, ungodly amount of energy and he was constantly in a chipper mood. He was the early bird and the night owl. More so, he was the most spirited person he'd ever met. He could make light of any situation, something that couldn't be said about many person period.

In Altian's mind, Emerin was also a valued competitor in regards to magic. While he had the smarts to use an absurd amount of magical abilities, it was Emerin who held the massive capacity to use them. His power supply never waned, and therefore could never be exhausted. As a result, Altian truly believed Emerin was better than he was at magic.

Of course, it might also be because he just thought really highly of his friend.

Finally Altian held a hand out, trying to hold in his laughter, "Stop, stop. You already got it. I can turn invisible now." To demonstrate, he snapped his fingers. At once, his body began shimmering, then fading into the background behind him, and finally was gone all together.

"See? I'm still here because you can hear me, right?" he explained, "You wouldn't be able to hear me if I moved to another reality or teleported."