Seraphina slowly looked across the room.
"Mana is not some magical toy you throw around because you were born lucky with so much stored inside you… or just because it looks pretty."
No one dared interrupt her.
"It is the difference between surviving and dying in this world."
A small blue flame suddenly appeared above her fingertips, and the room's temperature instantly rose.
Several students immediately stiffened from the pressure alone. Ren almost lost balance beside Cassien.
"T-that's just from a tiny flame…?"
Cassien quietly observed the mana itself. How it was compressed and controlled, and the danger it posed.
'Interesting… her control is absurd. The novel did mention that here and there after all.'
The flame vanished. Seraphina crossed her arms.
"Garbage. Most of you are garbage at mana control."
The class immediately looked offended.
