A little over a week had passed since arriving at Fort Sella. Each and every day was hell for Lucius, but he knew that his teacher, Kalivas was pushing him so hard because of his potential. Despite going to bed every night with sore muscles he never knew existed, Lucius relished in his growing strength.
Even though such a short time had passed, he already felt his mana capacity increasing. He could fight longer, use more Arts and cast more spells before running out of steam. The only thing he had not been allowed to practice with was his mark.
During his 'trial,' as Kalivas called it, Lucius had awakened something in his mark that triggered some sort of evolution in its abilities. When discussing the matter with the warrior as well as Mia, Renton, and Marie, no one had a clue as to what was going on. Never before had anyone heard of a mark undergoing any sort of change as they were the same from birth to death.
