A steely glint of determination flashed in his eyes, and defiance consumed his heart as he walked into his room.
Without wasting a second, he isolated himself in his soul sea, clutching Durgrim's orb and devouring his knowledge with unwavering focus.
'I'll only have one enchanting teacher: him!'
The academy staff disappointed him too much. Unlike Beatrix, who motivated every student with her contagious enthusiasm, the ones here only showed respect after he revealed his talent.
'Hypocrites.'
The more he thought about their snakes' smiles and silvery tongues, the more his determination blazed.
'I don't need to prove my worth to these pompous fools. I'll become the best by myself.'
His jaws and fists clenched as a disdainful smirk twisted his lips. He banished their dismissive faces from his mind and focused on the intricate symbols and theories pulsing in the soul orb.
