Three days ago.
"Kael?" The young said, holding out the door for him.
Kael had a grim look on his face. He wasn't pleased with the events that had transpired earlier today. He had watched Parish use three elements consistently without breaking a sweat. And he had done it with so much ease. Kael could feel the power from the skills the other used. The jolts of electricity that surged through the tornado jolted him to a difficult realization—he had a long way to go. Lily always saw Parish as a loser, but Kael hadn't totally thought so. There was no way his mother would be so interested in a loser, and that had been proved today. He had stunned the crowd. The crowd's awe and admirations were supposed to be focused on him . But Parish had made the crowd love him, he left them stunned in admirations of him. He had taken the attention of the crowds and all instructors and students in the stadium. Kael clenched his hands into fists as he stood before his mentor.
