He rolled the paper, then picked up the wax and stamp that would seal it - in mirror writing, he could read that the stamp would impress the words "Sample - For training purposes only". Adrien reached for the box of matches and struck one; he lit the wick on one end of the stick, let a few drops of wax drip onto the paper, then pressed the stamp down - its wooden handle wiggled a little under the pressure of his fingers. The seal that held the magic within the scroll was now in place, and the spell's glow had dimmed down to a weak pulse. Adrien leaned back into his armchair and breathed out.

"Let's test it", Val said. "Could I have the scroll, please?".