With a smile on my face I walked through the garden to the mana teacher, I heard she was teaching people how to access there mana, something I had already managed to do on my own you could call me a certified genius, well that was until I reached the people she was teaching they seem to have already been firing spells at targets.

“Wow look at that. I seem to have missed a lot huh?”

To my surprise I received many glares from my classmates. Stifling a laugh I caught the teacher smiling as she said “welcome to class you must be crow. Can you please tell me what your attribute is so we can get you started.”

Wow that is one of the fakest smiles I have ever seen.

“My huh, it’s wind.” Like hell I was telling this person I had another rarer attribute.

I could sense the ridicule in her voice when she said “wind is the weakest attribute” she gave no sympathy then said “just imagine the feeling of wind running on your fingers or something, I have no time to deal wit weaklings.”

Wow what a nasty bitch. I began to imagine a storm swirling around inside me, and then a sharp wind around my fingers.

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She then started shouting at me “oi what are you doing, your supposed to use a staff or wand.”

Her face began to go pale I’ll show her ,that venomous cow.

Suddenly however to my dismay I felt a sudden pain. As I looked down to the cause I paled. My hands were completely covered in cuts.

In a moment of reflex I tried to shake it off, it worked quite well except for the fact that I destroyed all the targets and their was a huge gash running across the wall.

The pain was unbearable

It was at that moment I passed out.

...............

Rena was currently in the place we’re the healers were learning, when suddenly a knight burst through the door carrying a familiar person, she wondered what happened.

Until in horror they all the aspiring healers saw his arms, drenched in blood all the way up to the elbow.

The teacher suddenly stood and said without much urgency “bring him to the table” the knight more than happily obliged.

one of the students then brought up the courage to ask “umm madam, what happened to him. She gave the student a smile while applying healing magic to his wounds. “This boy used magic without a staff but because he lost control of his emotions this happened.” They all stared “seems his attribute was wind, such destructive power for the least flashy attribute.”

“But I thought wind was the weakest” attribute another girl piqued up

others joining in with agreement

but the teacher only sighed and said “Any magic is dangerous in the hands of someone who knows how to use it”

This was a lesson no one would soon forget, except of course the idiot lying on the table getting his newly scarred arms bandaged.

No this would be a turning point in magic because he was the first person to ever use magic without a staff, in a long long time.