He immediately discarded the thought. She would be miserable if she had to be away from her family, was that not the reason why she was fighting against the Holy Temple in the first place?
One of the elders rushed out to inform someone... Dimitri was getting nervous. He felt like he was not good enough and that he was going to be turned away.
His control over wind magic, often dismissed as weak and impractical for combat, was unprecedented. He manipulated the air with a precision and force that defied expectation, conjuring gales that could cut through steel and breezes that danced like a symphony.
The doors to the Arch Mage's chamber creaked open, revealing a room filled with ancient scrolls, glowing artifacts, and a massive window overlooking the sprawling landscape below.
