"... I'm sor-"Don't worry about that, and there are reserves." Devon stops her before she apologizes.He looks at the others. "For her, I pass the sponge because it's the first time, and I didn't expect to have people among you capable of destroying these spheres. But all those who consciously destroy their sphere will be sanctioned for my classes for a month." He gives this warning in a fierce tone.Seeing everyone silent, he then focuses on Alicia. "Your bloodline may be unique, but it is full of immense power. Such a powerful but dangerous power. Your bloodline is not weaker than that of noble families, but it also means that the dangers you expose yourself are as great as the immensity of these powers you possess." He pronounces these words without taking his eyes off her."I would do my best, Instructor." Alicia deeply responds in a grateful voice.Devon then focuses on Léa,"Léa, you will constantly monitor her development and report to me the slightest change or mutation in he

Three days have passed since that day; but still no progress in Kasel's powers.Frustration gradually regained them as they realized the unrealistic."Something's wrong with you," Léa speaks, but her voice seemed to be more frazzled than usual.Like most newborns, they return to the dormitories after completing their training sessions.Since the end of the first class, the instructor has not reappeared in front of them.And as he had promised, it was one session a week; which means that they had to wait until the next week to attend his class; something that no one expected.Hearing Léa's voice, Kasel frowns, he was also frustrated by this detail.But there is one thing that Alicia had noticed; unlike Léa. "What if you think from the beginning to understand how you got the power to control the ice?" She asks with inquisitive eyes.The latter may have been better than him, but she was also behind the others.Last night, she was able to manifest the black mist around her body, like Gabr

Standing in front of one of the windows, Devon looked at a young man in the establishment's backyard; he always had a flat and unemotional expression. Behind Devon stood a young woman wearing a black mask. She has long red hair and is dressed in a long scarlet red dress. "Léa, are you sure he didn't activate the ring?" Devon asks without looking away at Kasel. Léa shakes her head. "No, instructor, I watched him throughout these three last days; but he never put the ring on one of his fingers; not even once," Léa says. "So how do you explain that he's training to master a skill not listed in our archives, and this, for three days without taking a single break?"

 One hour instead,  I'm thirsty, so thirsty!   How many months has it been since I fed? Three? Six or maybe ten?   No, not even a month, not a week, but only three days! How can I be unable to endure my thirst for blood?   I feel my chest's on fire, my heart's pounding and my mind becomes vulnerable with every passing second.   Argh!! It's the hell! How should I, no, how am I supposed to live like that!? My throat dries up like a dry swamp in the desert.   Read more