As the icy blue crystals cascaded downward to the floor, sketching out the last of its legs...
The ice sculpture seemed to transform from a black-and-white image into a colorful, vivid creation.
A beautiful female instructor with an icy complexion appeared at the podium.
Colin quickly averted his gaze, walked to one side, and didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he had moved out of the classroom's line of sight, until the classroom door closed, shrouded in a dark glow.
Such might... far surpassed even Atbolde, a Second Rank Wizard he had seen before!
This had to be a Third Rank Wizard, or at least a Second Rank Advanced close to Third Rank!
...
Time soon arrived at midday.
The light outside the classroom gradually faded... it seemed that class was over.
Colin stood quietly in the corridor, waiting as the wizards filed out in twos and threes.
Lillian's figure was the last to arrive, leisurely making her appearance.
She frowned, as if pondering some matter.
