Benny Weir prided himself on his magic, even if he wasn't the most skilled spell caster out there. He didn't have anyone to be compared to anyway. That is until he meets travelling monster hunter, Finch - who seems to have an otherworldly knowledge of all things magic. Just hat he needed. Competition. --/-- "Crearte Lucium!" "Oi, dumb fuck!" "What, Finch?" "It's pronounced 'creare lucem'" "Shut up."