The winds around the platform roared like an uncontrollable storm, whipping clothes and hair, while Kael's shadow spread across the ground like a black, hungry tide, devouring every inch of the space beneath his feet. His greenish aura shimmered, pulsing like a colossal heart, with each beat echoing through the air, carrying absolute power.
Hella, who had until then remained a mere spectator, felt a chill run down her spine. Her smile vanished instantly.
"This... isn't ordinary magic," she murmured to herself, her gaze sharp and focused.
The professors, who had once been merely impressed, now exchanged glances, a shiver of pure nervousness growing between them. That power... that presence... It was not something any student should be able to manifest.
