Alexander gazed at the overwhelming number of earthen metal spikes hurtling toward him.
"Are you trying to kill me or just playing around?" he asked.
Alexander twisted his fingers and began to channel his power. His fingers began to glow a brilliant golden color, illuminating the sky.
Suddenly, ten thin golden light strings shot out from his fingertips, quickly destroying the earthen metal spikes. Alexander's eyes moved rapidly as he masterfully manipulated the golden strings, clearing the sky in seconds.
The institute mages were taken aback by his spectacular demonstration of magic.
"Did you see that, Lysandra? Try to learn from Alexander; you both have the same power."
The headmaster said this while Lysandra nodded and focused all her attention on Alexander.
Harold crouched down; his legs coiled like a spring ready to launch.
As he held his axe tightly, he pushed off the ground with all his might and shot upwards like a rocket.
