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Twilight giggled a little and shook her head. "I am a quick study, but the
real test will be doing it, not knowing the theory. Let's get started." Her
attention turned on me, and she became a bit more formal. "Mr. Dresden,
would you put the cloak on the bed? You might accidently disrupt the spell
if you were wearing it."
"No argument here. I don't want to wear anything you two are slinging
magic at. That's a good way to end up with an odd number of eyes."
Twilight looked a little horrified by the thought, but I chuckled. Then I got a
front row seat to some other-dimensional magic.
I extended my senses to their utmost, doing everything short of opening my
Sight to watch. I saw immediate differences in the way we used magic.
They didn't use any words or props, even for a major spell like this. Nothing
but their minds shaped the spell, and nothing but their horns focused it. I
could feel their power as they worked and I gained a new respect for
Twilight. She wasn't as powerful as me, but she had some serious skill, if
she could really translate theory to practicality that easily. Give her some
experience and a reason and she'd be more than a match for most wizards
of the White Council. Rarity wasn't too shabby either. She was holding the
whole thing within her mind; her horn softly glowing as Twilight poured
more and more power into the construct. With an enormous surge of
magic, Twilight's horn suddenly went from sunny day to supernova. It felt
like my eyes had been obliterated by a wall of solid light, and only the fact I
was speechless kept me from cursing. The light faded as quickly as it had
appeared, but my sight was slower to return. When I could eventually see
again, everything looked unchanged except the conversion of two unicorns
from energized to exhausted and one cowpony from focused to blurry
eyed. The cloak looked the same, but when I touched it, I could feel the
magic that hummed steadily through the cloth.
Twilight shook her head trying to clear the dazed expression off her face
"Go ahead and put it on, Mr. Dresden. Rarity and I need a moment to
recover, but we'll be fine."
I cocked an eyebrow. "You sure?" They both nodded, so I shrugged and
put on the cloak. It still fit just as perfectly. I made sure the clasps were
fastened and turned look at myself in the mirror, wondering how I would
appear. I looked like a very tall man completely shrouded in a grey cloak.
Fantastic. This disguise was foolproof.