Avior and you have been stuck in his personal hell for a while. He’s teaching you the ropes, and about magic. You’re a curious and stubborn person, always asking questions every chance you get.

You try to touch the Meridian with your powers, but Avior tells you to stop. You look at him, and poke the Meridian. “Or not!” Avior says sarcastically. “Impetuous, impatient little-“ Suddenly, the Meridian traps your arm, and it won’t budge. “Starlight? Wh-what do you mean it’s not letting you go?”