Chapter 30

“Okay, everyone, settle down. My name is Tess, and I’ll be your instructor this morning.” Her words were loud and clear, cutting through the two pockets of chatting students. “Just to make sure everyone is in the right place, this is an introductory session, where we’ll be doing a quick overview of the fundamentals of spellcasting before moving to self-guided practice, where I’ll walk around and help where I can. Good?” Tess surveyed the concrete pad with a slow gaze, making sure nobody had ended up in her lesson by accident. “Good. Now, line up, will you?” She waved her hand in a swishing motion, indicated for them to organize in a half circle.

They did so.

“That’s better,” Tess said. “Now, let me preface this by saying there’s only so much I can do. A general lesson is impossible. Everyone’s system is unique, and it’s on you to discover your spells’ quirks and most efficient uses. I’m here to help where I can, but there’s many of you, one of me. This is assisted self-learning, as I said. Not a one-on-one apprenticeship.”

Cool grays eyes scanned over the assembled first years. Tess had a stern, though not unfriendly, demeanor. She stood with her hands behind her back, chin tilted slightly up, and wearing an impassive expression. She had black hair done up in a tight bun, and brown skin—a darker shade, the sort of color found more commonly in Lircann than Valhaur. Her glasses were thin-rimmed, round, and large.

Though she was an instructor in an informal way—a student volunteer—she had the air of someone who did this for a living. The red badge on her shoulder indicated ‘third year’. Obviously, the badge on her other shoulder bore the icon and color of a mage: blue, with a wizard’s hat. Engraved on the same badge, a bold, noticeable ‘II’. A mid-ranker ... likely somewhere from level six to ten. As expected from a Tenet third year.

“But,” Tess said, “despite that each of our methods of spellcasting will have their own quirks, there is a commonality in all processes. First, the focus state, and second, the drawing of mana. The third stage—spell activation—is where we diverge. For now, let’s focus on the first two.”

Unfortunately, Natalie was a disaster at all stages, not just the portion of spellcasting specific to her class. She knew the basics of magic, and nothing Tess had said had come as a surprise. Natalie had learned years ago that she was awful at the intense focus required to start drawing mana—and even worse at unstructured magic, the portion of spellcasting where skills and classes weren’t required.

For that type of casting, it took Natalie immense effort and energy to even manage the simplest of spells. Fortunately, skill-based spells were much easier. She could get [Illusion] to trigger, but not fluidly, not as potently as she’d want, and not in chaotic environments where her attention was focused on more important things, like an opponent swinging a sword at her. Which meant it was fairly useless, as things stood. Seeing how spars were coming up in just an hour and a half, that wasn’t great.