Irwin keeps the spell in check, he doesn’t have to concentrate on Zed specifically, just the arcane tether that binds them now so long as the spell lasts. He lazily cups his chin, leaning on his elbows. He watches Zed get to his feet, and in a blink, vanish entirely from his field of view.
Irwin’s composure slips in his surprise, swearing under his breath. He looks side to side before realizing Zed’s already behind him.
“Damn, I didn’t think you’d be that fast. Around 10 or so minutes. But since I’m the caster in this instance, I can make that double if I wanted to. But for now, just 10 minutes. I’ll let the spell expire naturally too so you see the well… momentary toll for this power and speed.”
Irwin pushes himself to his feet. “You can go as far as you want, no matter how far you are from me, the spell will hold, unless something breaks my concentration. I definitely wouldn’t be able to keep up, so I’ll just be in the yard if you have any questions.” He shakes his head as he chuckles to himself, finds the nearest window and chucks himself out, sprouting his wings in time to just glide down to the gardens.
Gods above, Irwin’s reaction is absolutely hilarious. There’s something distinctly more amusing about startling someone simply by walking quickly, as opposed to Zed’s constant deliberate effort to keeps his steps silent, or using the Shadows to travel instead of walking a little bit more often than he should.
Zed laughs, briefly overwhelmed with a level of elation that he has not felt in quite some time. The toll sounds dreadful, of course, but for the moment – Well, he has ten minutes to explore the world in a way he has never done so before.
He feels faster, stronger.
As Irwin makes the decision to glide out the window (ever the dramatic one), Zed elects to match the drake’s unnecessary actions and challenges himself to make it to the yard before the other. He has magic affecting his speed, after all – why limit himself by choosing to not use it?
It is odd, Zed thinks, as he turns away from Irwin and exits the room. When they talk, all seems normal, but whenever Zed chooses to move, it is as though time has slowed down, offering him a clarity into the world he has never seen before. Oh, the things he would give to experience life at such a pace all the time. Even with the flexibility the Shadows offer him, it simply isn’t the same.
Within a few moments, Zed finds himself in the courtyard, laughing quietly. “So– Would the effect be the same in an enchanted object? Just as exhilarating, offering a similar level of power?”
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