Karis stood trembling in front of Lucius, his head thrown back and his eyes glowing a stark, unnatural white. Lucius watched him in utter confusion, unsure of what was happening.
Even the mentors surrounding them bore expressions of intense curiosity, clearly as mystified as he was.
Suddenly, the air in the room began to stir.
A gust of wind picked up out of nowhere, quickly growing into a force so strong that everyone's hair whipped wildly around their heads.
The mentors gripped the arms of their chairs, bracing themselves against the powerful current.
"What the hell is going on?!" Lucius shouted, his voice barely audible over the roaring wind.
His face twisted in frustration as his hair blew away from his eyes.
He instinctively tried to shove Karis away from him, but to his surprise, Karis stood rooted in place, unmoving despite the wind's intensity.
His body swayed in the wind, but he didn't budge an inch.
