Spell craft

–it was undeniably impressive. However, something about the brute force approach still didn't quite click with Atticus, besides he didn't really need to go so deep into learning how to manipulate different elements without having their affinities as he did have all basic elemental affinity.

Not that this was all there was to elementalists but something else was on his mind.

Throughout his journey through the hall, a single theme kept echoing in his mind – illusion. He had been captivated by the concept ever since stumbling upon a dusty tome on the subject in the academy library. The book spoke of weaving intricate illusions, of manipulating perception, of bending reality without a single flashy spell. The more he read, the more intrigued he became.

Professor Wu's booming voice cut through the cacophony, instantly commanding the attention of the hall. "Welcome, first-year students," he declared, his voice resonating with power. "Today marks the momentous occasion – the day you choose y
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