Raze had listened intently to what Amir was saying. What made him special, or what made him different compared to others.
It was the first time he had heard of such a thing in his life. During his time as a mage himself, there was a time where he thought himself as talented.
He had worked hard and studied magic all by himself, but when joining the world of mages, he realized that he was far behind others.
So he put in more work than anyone else because of his love for magic, the magic that broke him away from his cruel life. He returned the favor by learning everything he could.
Even then, though, it was hard to say it was due to talent that he got to where he was. In the end, he was even unable to surpass the others he needed to.
So he went and resorted to the only thing left, Dark Magic. Sure, some might have said he was talented in Dark Magic, but the truth was, it was just because no one was able to study it as extensively as he could.
