“Sir, please I'm sorry, I am not a witch, my mother was one, I escaped when she killed my father for refusing to allow me to become one, please sir, I only have which magic in my veins, I am not one. ” Ragnar cried and threw himself at Sir. Oluwale's feet, showing a sign of surrender. He really wanted to escape taking this test because he was afraid of his secret being revealed. Ragnar was born into a pretty strange family, his mother was a witch, the leader of a coven to be exact and she had kidnapped his father keeping him as a pleasure slave. One thing led to another and she got pregnant with a child and bore Ragnar, Ragnar was half human half witch and from a young age Ragnar had displayed an unbelievable talent for magic. Ragnar being half human, half witch possessed something albeit unique, witch magic always gave more than it took and always destroyed whatever it came in contact with, while human magic only consumed Mana and could be used to create. Ragnar had developed a

The boys all around Nate started showing signs of beastly transformation all entering into “Beast Mode” which was a sign of fusion between an individual and his/her beast. Beast mode was not something that could be achieved within days, it required months of training and communication with one's beast, the deeper the connection between a beast and their individual the stronger their beast mode would become. At the sight of the boys using beast mode Nate was, able to determine something, he now knew why he hadn't seen Ivan on the first day of class. Ivan and his group were all failures, one who failed the academy tests and had to repeat another six months of training. “Oh no. ” Nate said with worry and panic written all over his face. “I see, you at least have a working brain which means that you have realized your death is imminent. ” Ivan said and he was dead right. Four more boys had joined Ivan and his group making them all ten boys in total, now, if these ten boys were exact

Nate and Erin looked at Ragnar in shock, he looked to have reverted to his previous state but this time his eye was glowing brighter than before. “What the fuck, did you just bite me. ” The fat boy said as he started at Ragnar, and with a violent thrust stabbed his stone sword at his head, aiming to finish him off in a single attack. Ragnar placed his hands on the stone sword and it crumbled to dust before fading away, Ragnar smiled revealing his sharp set of fangs. “Get away from me you beast. ” Chumo the fat boy said in fear, his legs were shaking faster than a vibrator and he honestly didn't know if he would survive. A stab from Erin made Chumo scream his lungs out, he jumped away in fear and turned to look at Erin who had a smile on her face. Despite being impaled and stuck to the wall, Erin still had a little bit of Mana left in her and Ragnar had provided her with the destruction to create an ice spear. Ragnar wasted no time placing his hands on the ice spear that held Eri

"I did it, I made my mermaid move." Erin screamed with joy in her heart." a smile plastered on her face, she was still seated in the lotus cultivation position, her legs crossed, her palms spread and hovering over her stomach. "I see, no wonder you already have outstanding magical abilities." Sir oluwale said with a smile of pride on his face, Erin's magcal growth was outstandin and he was already contemplating making her his disciple. "I don't understand." Erin said honestly, she had no idea what Sir.Oluwale was trying to say about her magical abilities, but from his smile, she could tell he was proud of her. "It's quite simple actually, you already have a deep understanding and affinity with your beast." Sir.Oluwale said but his explanation had only done well to confuse the young students seated before him further, and Sir.Oluwale noticed that, so he decided to explain further. "The main goal of cultivation is to reach a deeper underatanding and improve the connection between you

Minutes later. Sir. Oluwale had healed both Erin and Nate and they were both standing opposite each other, their eyes fixated on each other. The two bore deep resentment and admiration for each other, the fight had served as a lesson to both of them, teaching them more about their opponent and themselves. Erin had seen firsthand how weak she was physically and how important physical power was, she had also learned that Nate had unbelievably strong instincts that enabled him to evade her spears without seeing, it was like he had developed a sixth sense. Nate on the other hand had seen how important magical power was, Erin nearly killed him and he was sure that if the fight had gone on longer, she would have won, he had also learned how calculating and strategic Erin could be which was a total contrast to him who was hot-headed and acted on instinct. “You don't need to stare at each other like you're enemies, the both of you were only doing what it takes to win that's all. ” Sir. O