[ Silco nodded with a silent bob of his head, as he focused his...disdain at this. His hatred. It really was the same as cursing to the man who truly didn't understand all this magic stuff well. He'd come to use it as a tool, of course. Respected it.
But he did not understand it in a way that others did. He was a man of numbers and books, extortion and back alleys, not... cerebral pathways to power. Silco was smart, and certainly charismatic in his own way, but he was not a genius like his daughter was, or even Singed. He could make up for his lack with pure stubbornness, as he did now, but it truly was just that. ]
I believe, that should do it.
[ He said, as he tucked the item into a pocket, so he could add it to his growing collection later. ]
Hopefully, it will do us some good, to curse these objects against our enemies.
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But he did not understand it in a way that others did. He was a man of numbers and books, extortion and back alleys, not... cerebral pathways to power. Silco was smart, and certainly charismatic in his own way, but he was not a genius like his daughter was, or even Singed. He could make up for his lack with pure stubbornness, as he did now, but it truly was just that. ]
I believe, that should do it.
[ He said, as he tucked the item into a pocket, so he could add it to his growing collection later. ]
Hopefully, it will do us some good, to curse these objects against our enemies.