"I'll need to redraw the circle. Two or three minutes."

Temple waits patiently in the other room. He doesn't even have to be told to do so.

"Done."

This time when Temple completes the circle, the fairy that appears is a short man with red hair. "Good day, summoner, fellow Fairy, what needs movin' today?"

Temple repeats the explanation he gave Kara.

This fairy is more excited and less skeptical, and agrees to broadly the same deal as the first one after a little haggling.

Temple accepts this deal. Next fairy?

This fairy wants a spell of some kind applied to her person, but what can he even do?

Temple doesn't feel confident on casting a spell directly on a fairy yet. He wants to research the possibility, but Nick's deal take precedence.

In that case, this fairy is annoyed and convinced he's a fraud and wants to be unsummoned now, please.

Temple does the water-portal trick, he sticks his hand through one of the plates and it sticks out from the other.

"Nick could you levitate the other plate closer to our guest? Maybe closer enough that he can high-five it or something."

He levitates the thing, as asked.

"Do you still wanna go?"

"...Fine, I'll help, but for the food thing not a spell. Don't want to wait around for you to figure it out."

"I wouldn't you expect to. Sorry, for the incovenience, but my magic is serious business. You will understand once you see the dead city."

Nick shows this fairy to the dead city as well.

The pattern continues for however many fairies Temple wants to summon, with two who declined the job and asked to be send home even after a demonstration. Nick will comment that it's probably enough for now at around two dozen.

Temple writes down each specific deal and otherwises behaves as Nick told him to. He accepts Nick's suggestion to stick at two dozen.

"Do you have that 'better analysis spell' ready yet? Because if not I think I'll just go join the rest of them in trashing the dead city for you."

"I do! Thank you for reminding me. The whole summoning business is distracting. Just give me a moment to be ready."

The moment is actually several minutes, but not enough for Nick to be bored about it. They have to move to the terrace to have enough space for the diagram.

Nick can be patient. He has a computer to read things on.

Temple casts the thing, it is wordlessly... Now Temple's eyes are glowing white-gold and he is looking... at his own chest.

"Nick...?" Temple asks slightly worried still staring at his own chest.

"...What happened, and can I fix it?"

"There is something new in my lifeforce, and looks awfully a lot like a piece of Daeva's lifeforce, not the same thing but obviously similar. Should I be worried?"

"I have no idea. Summoners aren't any different from non-summoners as far as I knew until ten seconds ago. But- I don't expect it to hurt you."

Temple rubs his forehead. "Sam Forst didn't expect to die. Yet he did and it resulted in that catastrophy." He points at the dead city, shaking nervously. "'I don't expect' is not good enough!" He is breathing with difficulty by the end of it.

"...The only solution I could offer you is to visit my world and find other summoners, see if they have the same thing. Summoners don't just keel over."