I've always been fascinated by magic. That's why I have the job I have today. But I want to do more than just interact with spellcasters.

I want to research spells, create them, even learn to use the enemy's own powers against them. That would be beautiful irony, don't you think?

So I've been learning as much about monster skills and spells as I can. I recently heard about a fascinating figure: Commander Bakarma.
To be honest, I can’t complain about life as Chief Administrator. But I wish I had the opportunity to pursue my own dreams.

I want to write a book of excitement and adventure! My idea is to write the story of a Daeva returning from victory over Brigade General Bakarma.

The more adventurous, the better the story. Even facing the same opponent multiple times offers up plenty of opportunity for change and variety, and so loads of different stories.

Could you face off against Commander Bakarma and then tell me all about your travails?
Head to Draupnir Cave and defeat Commander Bakarma.

I’ll be waiting for you to return from the battle and tell me all about your deeds.

Ah yes, and I’ll naturally compensate you for your efforts.
Imagine this: you're facing down a legion of Balaur. The Sorcerer behind you chants a spell in Balic. All of a sudden...all your foes are qooqoos!

That's my ultimate goal: to learn about the core, the specific weave, of magic, so I can use them to better ends.

So did Bakarma use the skill? Were you one of those affected? What did it feel like?


Marvellous! Between your description, and the residual energies I'm now drawing from you, I think I can make some great progress!

I have to say, though: this spell betrays a sense of humour I didn't know the Drakan even had. Strange foes, they are....

Anyway, please accept this. It's the least gratitude I can show for someone who's helped me so much.