The sound of Master Aco's voice reverberated across the training ground, its volume unnatural and amplified as it carried with ease to the farthest reaches of the gathered students.
"Hello, mages," he boomed, his words sharp and powerful, the words echoing in the air like a clap of thunder, their force catching the attention of even the most distracted of students.
Indeed, as Master Aco spoke, the air around him seemed to shimmer and ripple, the sound of his voice taking on a strange, almost electric quality as it echoed and amplified in the space around him.
And in the moment of realization, I found myself struck by the mastery of the mage's craft, my eyes widening in awe as I recognized the subtle manipulation of air currents that had given Master Aco's voice such power and clarity.
I realized he was somehow manipulating the air and using it to amplify the sound of his voice.
