"Don't judge yourself too harshly, Ikaris." Malia tried to comfort him, but upon meeting his admonitory glare she immediately fell silent.
"She's right." Danchun took her side in a casual voice. "You have nothing to blame yourself for. For someone who has zero combat experience, your progress is frighteningly fast. I don't get it... In my home world, all the sects would have been killing each other to get a disciple like you."
"I know..." The boy grumbled cheerlessly.
He had indeed made significant progress. His Enhanced Strength Spell now raised his strength by 30% and was much easier to cast in battle. The value of the corresponding Secondary Spark did not increase, but Magnus had already told him why.
It wasn't that it wasn't increasing, but that Ikaris was constantly raising the standards of the spell. In fact, there were a whole bunch of Secondary Sparks in his body increasing his strength by 0.5%, 1%, 2% and so on.
