Kamel left, while Gawain sat quietly behind his desk, lost in deep thought.
He pondered the nature of magic power, speculated on its source, considered how to shield natural magic power from disturbing observational experiments. Amidst his contemplation, Amber spoke up: "You seem to be constantly studying the nature of magic power... Is this question really so important?"
"Aren't you curious?" Gawain turned to glance at Amber, noting the bewildered expression on the half-elf's face, "Have you never thought about what exactly magic power is in the natural world, never wondered where it comes from?"
"... Magic power is just magic power, it's as natural as air, it's part of the world," Amber scratched her head, "Casting spells requires it, brewing potions needs it, even some fauna and flora rely on it... I think it's like stones, existing since the birth of this world."
