Tamaki looked at Seirun in amazement. All his life he was told to never leave the walls. He was told that if he left, all that would greet him would be death. He was told that the outside world was a baron mana-filled jungle. But as he looked around all he saw was the beauty of the outside world. Yeah, there was your typical mana induce mosquito that could suck your blood dry to the bone. But only the strong could survive. That's what it was. Survival of the fittest. And not even on his first day, there was already someone as strong as Tamaki if not stronger.
"What's your name mate?" Seiren asked.
"T...Tamaki. Tamaki tayo." Tamaki replied too excited to talk straight.
"Nice. The name is Seirun Hatari. I'm from the Hatsu faction. Seeing as from the direction you're coming from, I take it that you are from the Sosa village?" Seiren estimated.
"Yeah," Tamaki said astounded.
"What's your element?" Seiren asked impatiently excited. As Tamaki looked into Seirun's eyes he realized what seirun truly was. A hardened battle junky.
"Reality," Tamaki said softly.
"What do you mean reality?" seirun asked puzzled.
Tamaki suddenly began to form a single string of mana. This puzzled seirun even more. "How did he summon that string?" Seiren thought to himself. But as he looked closer he became baffled. As the attribute of the string began to change seirun realized who was stronger. It was Tamaki. Seirun realized that Tamaki was a deterrent.