"Focus," Draven commanded, his sharp eyes narrowing as he surveyed the room. "Do not write it down yet. You will do nothing but observe."
The chalk continued to move, drawing the final details of the circle as Draven spoke. His voice was calm but firm, demanding absolute attention. "This circle is not just a barrier—it is designed to withstand force, to absorb impact and channel it away from the point of contact. The key is precision, not power. It is not enough to simply create a shield. You must tailor it to the attack."
The last stroke of the chalk clicked into place, and the magic circle gleamed on the board behind him. It was a masterpiece of precision, each line perfectly aligned, each rune humming with subtle energy. The students stared, absorbing every detail, knowing that the complexity of the circle was beyond anything they had learned before.
