Giving one last disapproving glance at the crowded students in the lobby, Athen turned around and opened the lobby doors, immediately feeling a gust of wind rush against his face.
The sky was still lit a light orange, not pitch-black yet, so Athen watched the sky as he walked towards the training hall.
Within a few moments, he was already standing in front of the hall with his briefcase in hand.
According to Professor Caldris, he had run out of mana, so Athen doubted he would be able to train with it today.
However...he was at least going to try.
His body had reverted to the state it had been in before he entered the professor exam, with his wound being healed; however, his mana, for some reason, had been consumed.
In all honesty, Athen didn't know anything about mana; he was simply making assumptions.
"There's no way mana is finite, right...?"
