Naylyn almost fell back from the shock. "You want me to use Internal Magic?!. Why?!. External Magic is way better!."
{I will never understand everyone's fascination for a method that variates, rather than exploit the benefits of the reliable one}
Vurckair shaked his head. "«Better», is arguable to say the least, Nalune. And this advantage happens only because Ell'Thane empowers this approach."
"You say that because you're not from this world?." Naylyn leaned in to listen attentively the answer. Her soft breasts pressing against Vurckair's chest, making the young woman's cleavage more visible.
"You're not wrong." He raised his hand, and cupped a feel from Naylyn's mature, ample bosom. "Although i didn't notice it on myself directly. I'm a person with Full Internal Magic. You have both, Nalune; Like Little Lamb…"
Vurckair glanced intently at the exuberant, gargantuan mammaries of Balalaika, making her self-conscious.
