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"Oh, no thanks! I try not to eat fatty foods like that, keep my figure nice..."
As Seraph's talking, he suddenly gets an idea. He summons one of his weapons, the Wrecking Rod, and plops it down on a table. His hands each glow with a different magic circle: One glows green and forms a ball of greenish compressed air in his palm, and the other is red and forms an orb of pure explosive energy. He places his hands on the staff, channeling the mana from his arms to the weapon, and within a few seconds, removes them. To his wonder, the staff floats up into the air. "Flying Staff... I love it."
As Seraph's talking, he suddenly gets an idea. He summons one of his weapons, the Wrecking Rod, and plops it down on a table. His hands each glow with a different magic circle: One glows green and forms a ball of greenish compressed air in his palm, and the other is red and forms an orb of pure explosive energy. He places his hands on the staff, channeling the mana from his arms to the weapon, and within a few seconds, removes them. To his wonder, the staff floats up into the air. "Flying Staff... I love it."