"That's why I'm asking you to teach me how to control it. But alas, I didn't know his grace is not a great mentor at all," I grumbled in disappointment.
Lukas seemed to not like that I called him that.
"I hate explaining things and only prefer a demonstration," he said.
"I am very aware now, thank you," I retorted.
"And you're not a good student," he scoffed. "Even Nox is disgusted by how much of an idiot you are." And without missing a beat, his right palm glowed and a dark wisp formed, flickering like an agitated flame.
My attention was immediately caught and I gasped. That's his anima!
It looked more solidly formed than mine…
