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“It’s better to live for nothing than die for something.”
While the whole ship was an ostentatious display of wealth, this was the kind of magic I appreciated. It was purely aesthetic, with no point other than to look impressive. Magic should be magical.
As the Subspace distortion resolved into a hulking beast of metal and flesh, large enough to bite the colony in two, I drew my Lightcaster and shot. The plasma bolt pinged harmlessly off one of the Behemoth’s city-sized armored plates. There was no chance it noticed. “Got him,” I muttered.
“Better to die for something,” he said, “than to live for—” I whipped out my wand and blasted him. “Shut up!”