Chapter 12: Foundation!
Elysia let out a slow breath, her eyes already closed, posture relaxed and natural.
The moment she reached inward, mana responded.
Like water flowing down a path it had taken a thousand times before, it surged smoothly through her circuits, lighting them with a quiet hum only she could feel.
(Boring!)
For someone like her, who had almost reached the pinnacle of power, this kind of basic exercise was something she didn't even need to practice anymore.
Her control over mana was near perfect; there was no need to train it any further.
Most students sat quietly, brows furrowed in focus. Some were sweating—especially those whose specialty was close combat and who didn't rely much on mana.
But all of them could at least access their mana, even if they did so inefficiently.
Then her gaze landed on Kael Ashford.
He looked like he was struggling—as if he didn't even know how to sense his own mana.
His face was pinched, eyes shut tight, his back slightly hunched as if the mere act of sitting was a monumental task. It was almost comical.