Cassian and Luneth froze.
The shift was immediate.
Mana surged through Lindarion's body, flowing perfectly.
Not just reinforcing his limbs—but synchronizing.
Everything became sharper, faster, smoother.
Even his breathing was flawless.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
Then—
Cassian threw up his hands.
"Okay, screw this."
Luneth said nothing.
But her dadk eyes narrowed slightly.
Not in frustration.
In understanding.
Cassian groaned. "So what you're telling me is that you just naturally circulate mana through your entire body perfectly after, what, one lesson?"
'I can't just say I'm blessed…'
Lindarion tilted his head.
"…Yes."
Cassian let out a long, exhausted breath.
"Unbelievable."
Luneth finally spoke.
"You don't think about it."
Lindarion glanced at her. "What?"
She stared at him.
"The mana," she murmured. "You don't process it. You don't force it. You just… let it happen."
Lindarion shrugged. "Why wouldn't I?"
Cassian made a strangled noise.
