Amon sat silently as he waited. Following Elder Hazael's suggestion, he was meditating while trying to understand the change in his body. It was a kind of evolving feeling, as if he were a 3-4 year old child who had suddenly reached adolescence.
The other students from different universities wanted to talk to him and ask him for tips just after he had managed to merge the spell book with his Genetic Factor, but seeing that he sat down and closed his eyes, they decided not to bother.
Sometimes, Amon squeezed his hands tightly and some sounds echoed because of the air squeezed in his hands. Teacher Flavia's face was full of surprise, admiration and finally a smile. She didn't expect that shortly after merging such a complicated spell, Amon would be able to control his strength so quickly. Even Old Hazael was surprised. There was a trace of shock in his long, narrow eyes.
