Lukros and Lucas were inside the white training room in the Sacred Land. As they were doing their business, out of nowhere in the silence, Lukros talked.
"Master, don't you think Lady Yuna is too talented? Not only did she learn things in a few days, but also, I can see much potential in her."
Piqued by the thought, Lucas paused as he faced Lukros to draw some magical runes on an array.
He contemplated that it was indeed true. Not just because he had never seen this kind of progress, a genius mage like him, or even an 8th generation of the Descendants of the First Mage, could be put to shame since what Yuna learned was phenomenal magic.
