Because of his not so pleasant exit from his hometown Avery figured that he should try to at least learn how to defend himself before trying to go back so he decided to look for a magic shop where he could buy a spell rod.

As he got to a simple magic shop he suddenly remembered that he had spent all of his money buying an arm so he decided to just ask for the spell that he had to use to cast a simple magic missile. It would be weaker than a spell rod because of his lack of expertise but it would at least be something.

Aver pointed his finger at the training dummy “Magia Telum.”. A light blue blast that resembled a spear shot out from his hand and hit the dummy in the head.

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His magic instructor clapped his hands. “A clear hit, very good.” He reached out his hand towards Avery. “Now give me the 50 silver.”

Avery stopped aiming to respond, “Well about that.” Avery said scratching his head “I’m broke, but instead how about we have a duel to see if i pay or not. If you win I'll pay double.”

“Alright then,” his mentor said, crouching into a fighting pose. “You can go first.”

Avery seized the opportunity and sent a magic missile straight at his mentor’s head.

To Avery's surprise the bolt splashed harmlessly against his shield as his teacher walked up to him and smacked him to the ground without even using a spell