"Tired," he replied. And it was true. He felt as if every muscle in his body had been overworked.
"It's a surprise you even survived," Elena said. Was that meant to lift his spirit? Definitely not! "The magic you casted can only be endured by a class three mage, the least!" She explained.
"What about this special class of students?" Parish asked.
"It was established to identify talented students and keep them away from the prying eyes of the world. No one, not even the leaders of the Kingdom knows about this, only the masters of this academy."
"Not even your son?" Could Kael fail to know of such a thing?
"Not even him. If he knew, everyone in the academy would be talking about it."
She walked to the bedside and poured herself a glass of water. "The masters are fighting for you," she said after taking a sip and turned to look at him.
"You know I'll choose you," Parish replied.
