This Isn't Even My Final Form
The look of stark disbelief in the curatorâs eyes (if one looked closely enough his expressions could be determined by looking at the rest of facial features) was understandable. Out of nowhere Jax had approached him and instead of asking him for help in finding a book - most likely on bananas and Nasus still hadnât figured out why the man was so interested in the fruit - had asked him to teach him how to achieve a form similar to what was granted by Fury of the Sands.Â
âI am not certain that you would even be able to perform the spell. It brings about inner capabilities that I normally do not possess.â He didnât doubt Jaxâs abilities after having fought with and against him on the Fields of Justice but this wasnât just physical combat they were talking about.Â
Jax looked at the curator's face and he sighed,"I think I can use enough magic to learn this. I use magic normally so learning this technique wouldn't be a problem." He started pacing back and forth through the aisle of the library. Nasus was still holding a book about something, he didn't really pay attention to the book unless it is about bananas.









