Colin turned his head to look around.
Pale red, silver, gold—three colors shone brilliantly inside the room.
Mostly pale red dominated the scene, with just a few silver and precisely two golden hues.
Colin looked toward the two wizards representing the gold colors.
One male and one female were there.
The male had a calm complexion, standing with a natural dignity—it seemed he came from a notable background. Colin only wondered what might have led him to this situation.
The female seemed quite ordinary, perhaps only her dark skin and exotic features, which suggested she might be mixed-race, were of note.
Withdrawing his gaze, Colin silently noted these two.
The theoretical test was passed, and next was the practical application—it was his strong suit.
If there were no surprises, joining the Tin Saint School was a done deal.
And while joining the school came with many benefits, it naturally had its downsides too—for him, perhaps the biggest downside—
