On a training field, somewhere in the Academy…
As countless spells flew towards him, a bubble of mana appeared, shielding Hans from the incoming attacks.
The dust raised by the impact of the spells obstructed the vision of the people in the vicinity for a few seconds before the man walked out of the cloud of dust unscathed.
"Come on… don't tell me that's all you could come up with after thirty minutes of planning"
Hans provoked, talking to his students.
But no reply came back to him, only a handful of annoyed gazes.
'Tch! It isn't that easy you damn teacher'
Many of the students thought.
Colton Hayes, who had been selected as the leader of the students for this brief training session, advanced forward, and in the meantime, raised three fingers behind his back.
As his companion saw the hand sign, they immediately realized:
'It's time…'
'The third formation..'
'Our… final plan'
