Nanami

Taejo sat in his Elemental Magic class in the spacious hall of the magic academy—high vaulted ceilings, walls hung with ancient runes, and the air crackling faintly with residual magical energy. Around him, students hunched over their notes, meticulously taking down the professor's words as he enthusiastically explained the intricacies of airflow control.

Nanami Kento, a first-rank mage renowned for his discipline and impeccable control of the elements, sat next to Taejo. He carefully wrote formulas on parchment, glancing occasionally at the board.

Suddenly, Nanami caught a strange flickering in his peripheral vision. He turned his head and froze.

A tiny blue flame hovered next to Taejo, just above his palm—not just a spark, but a clot of pure magical energy, a rich azure hue. Taejo controlled it carelessly with his fingers alone: ​​the flame would stretch into a long ribbon, then curl into a spiral, then disintegrate into a dozen tiny sparks and immediately reassemble.

Nanami swallowed involuntarily. He knew what that flame was. "Blue Vortex" was one of the most powerful offensive techniques, requiring colossal control and energy reserves. Even second-tier mages spent hours training to generate even the faintest glow, and here…

Meanwhile, Taejo made the light fly around his head like a playful butterfly,