Chapter 8
That night—
Rudeus explored a new idea.
"…If I can create anything…"
Then—
"Can I negate anything?"
He raised his hand.
Formed a small flame.
Then—
Removed heat.
The flame remained—
But no longer burned.
"…So properties can be altered."
Next—
He created wind.
Then—
Removed motion.
It existed—
But didn't move.
"…Then…"
A realization formed.
"If someone casts magic…"
"I can change it."
The next day—
Roxy tested him.
"…I'll cast a spell."
She raised her staff.
"Water Ball."
The sphere formed.
Clean.
Stable.
She released it.
Before it reached Rudeus—
He raised his hand.
The water—
Stopped.
Mid-air.
Not blocked.
Not deflected.
Altered.
It lost momentum.
Then structure.
Then—
Collapsed into harmless droplets.
Roxy froze.
"…You didn't block it…"
"…No."
Rudeus replied.
"…I changed it."
Silence.
"…You interfered with my magic…"
"…Yes."
That shouldn't be possible.
Because once a spell is cast—
It's independent.
But Rudeus—
Had reached into it—
And rewritten it.
"…Then…"
Roxy's voice dropped.
"…No spell would work against you…"
Rudeus thought for a moment.
"…Probably not."