"Old Shore, I think I'm probably sick today."
This was the first thing Rowena (the Magician) said when she returned home. She angrily tossed the beef belly she had bought onto the table and couldn't help but complain, "Can you believe I actually bought this at 3 silver antelopes per pound!"
Yes, she felt like she had been robbed.
What was that saying?
Those who seem invincible often fall to unexpected opponents.
The war of the gods that swept across the world hadn't harmed her a bit, yet she never imagined that just a few days after returning to the Imperial Capital, she would capsize in the gutter by losing to an obscure butcher in the market—it was her first defeat in the battleground of haggling her whole life.
"If you're thinking of finding another excuse to dodge your duty day, you might as well save it."
With a cold eye, the Other Shore watched Rowena's plight; it obviously wasn't Rowena's first time doing this.
