Lightning cracked, and wind battered the room in a cacophony of deafening noises. In its center lay the charred remains of once sturdy metallic training devices as the last one bathed in a sea of chaos.
A few meters away, Adam whistled at the devastation his new mana technique had sawed in a short week.
Tenderness filled his eyes as he gazed at the grimoire's violet cover and intricately drawn whirlwind.
He had learned a lot, not only about thunder fusion spells but also about his capabilities.
With his mana affinity, converting spells into techniques became smoother than ever.
Despite his already high proficiency after assimilating the tier-less mage's hands spell, he now stood on an entirely different level.
With a simple test, he felt how the mana moved and coordinated in a sumptuous dance to spark the intended effects.
