The scripture library was filled with the new batch of students. All of them had grown up as the hope of their clan being praised as geniuses so they thought they could create their own arts but reality crushed their hopes. Even after reading many related scriptures they had no idea how to start. Slowly but surely the library was getting empty with the students leaving after giving up. Seeing them leave the the library caretaker shook his head thinking how these kids don't realise what kind of opportunity they are giving up on.
After a few days only twelve students were in the library eight of whom were among the new students who hadn't left yet. Thadius had read scriptures related to ice, sound, vibrations, and combat. Finally he had a direction but he still didn't have a clear vision. So he widened his range and started reading any scripture he thought would be helpful. Food was provided and he could sleep when he wanted, he just had to focus on improving. A month passed and finally only four among the new students remained. Other than Thadius there was bulky young man named Kian Uzorg belonging to a middle tier clan which was known for their innate strength, Yon Tribirius and Walco Leone from the four great clans. Walco and Yon clearly knew each other and had some sort of rivalry often bickering with each other. Today Yon got up and was on his way out since he had decided on his art was going to enter seclusion to develop it. Before leaving he suddenly asked Walco a question that had been bugging him.
Where is the young saint of your clan. To this question Walco suddenly got smug and replied that the young saint had already been taken as a disciple by the vice head of the academy and was currently in seclusion. Yon was very surprised after hearing this and left not saying another word lost in his own thoughts. Walco also thought of the young saint and his thoughts were complicated. He was happy that such a talented person was going to lead his clan but was a little distressed that because of him nobody cared much about the other geniuses of the Leone Clan
After three months only Thadius was left from his batch and he finally knew what kind of art he was going to create. He left the library and went back to his house to enter secluded training and develop his arts.
The caretaker took note of his leaving and was looking forward to what kind of art this kid would create that had taken his sweet time in the library and read a wide variety of scriptures.