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An Extra Student
Author: Khay Phynom
last update2023-05-09 01:05:59

Art’s eyelids flickered open with his vision blurry. It took about a minute for it to get clear and he realized that he was in a place he didn’t recognize.

He tried to get up only to find out how strained his body was.

‘I guess that was too much for me to handle.’

At the end of their match what Art used was a projection of pure mana.

He’s been studying it after coming across some information from a book in the library and after his auxiliary mana core formation was complete, he began to practice it in solitude.

But after what happened he decided to not use it again for now as he was still too weak and if it wasn’t for the protective skin he would have killed them both.

“I see you’re awake,” he heard a familiar voice.

Shifting his gaze to the source, he sighted Racheal who was seated beside him.

‘I even failed to notice her, my senses are also a mess,' he sighed internally.

“So where am I?” He asked while sitting up which she assisted him in doing.

“What do you mean by that, we’re hom
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