Taylor went to sleep, but this time things were far from normal. She found herself in a outlandish looking classroom.

The walls were made of what looked like blue stone and had diagrams with explanations spread all over it. The class was filled with teenagers chatting while waiting for a class to start. To Taylors own surprise it took several seconds before she realized that none of the people in the class were human. Few attempts at trying to speak to the people there and an attempt to touch one of them proved she was just a ghost in the dream.

Soon she recognized the woman that had granted her, her powers. She looked a lot younger being shorter than Taylor instead of looming above her. She seemed to be having a discussion with another one of her kind, one Taylor assumed was male considering he was nearly twice as wide as she was and seemed to be made mostly of muscles with a start of what could one day be a beard. Taylor focused on doing the only thing that she could, she listened and paid attention to what was going on in the class.

“Bohot, have you not read any of the materials, again!? You can't keep doing this, you need to read it. There's so many important things you are missing” the girl was telling him looking frustrated.

“I don't see the point I won't be able to cast any of the basic spells anyway. I am way too close to being attuned to the warrior class.” was his reply looking unconcerned with the unimpressed look she was giving him.

“The basic spells you keep dismissing might save your life someday, is being able to start a campfire or knowing how to charge a hearthstone if your in a area with mana too tainted really a skill you can afford to skip, just cause you need to take the extra effort of converting small amounts of a warriors primal life force back into mana.” Before she could continue her tirade with more examples he interrupted her.

“Fine fine Efla you don't need to get so riled up over it. I'll read the book later, you won't drop it before I do anyway” he replied.

“Anyway onto more important topics, have you decided about the dance?” he asked after a moment of consideration she replied with a sly look “If you manage to not fail in any class this month then yes, and that does include the history of light.”

“Yes!” was the cheerful exclamation from him as Taylor amusedly could see that apparently the aliens could and did blush considering the color Efla turned into. Apparently embarrassed by Bohot’s cheering.

I finally know her name and apparently she was a regular teenager at some point, though I guess your not born as a warrior of the light, a Paladin. Thought Taylor and realized she now had an idea for her name as a superhero. Being called the Paladin sounds quite nice actually. Mused Taylor before her attention was brought back to the class.

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The teacher entered the room, though the man in question would have looked very out of place in any classroom Taylor had ever been in. Being a giant of a man covered in muscles carrying a hammer on his back. He looked like he was prepared for war. Despite the environment being a classroom he was still wearing full armor, the hammer in particular stood out with the head of it being a jagged, semi see-through purple crystal that on closer inspection proved to be bigger than Taylors torso.

“Quiet children, I hope at least some of you have read the materials you were supposed to.”

Came from the teacher proving he had a lot kinder and gentler voice than could be expected from his appearance.

“All of you are in my classroom due to standing out when being younger, and should by now be familiar with how having a larger mana capacity makes you stronger, faster and generally different from those with less talent. Today you will learn why attuning your very essence to a specific type of mana can help you focus your talents helping you become a capable champion of the light. And why some of you have already started the conversion, due to having a natural affinity to one type or another. And after having tried all the basic skills, at least the ones that have been tried and tested to be worth the price that attuning to them demands.”

Despite the topic being outlandish Taylor found it very interesting to listen in on the class and it was explaining many things Taylor might never have thought to wonder about on her own, about mana and magic in general.

As the class ended and people started moving from the room the vision slowly faded to be replaced by another.

From the quiet of the classroom, Taylor unexpectedly found herself in a village on fire. Her attention was grabbed by the giant monster battling a small group of people. Taylor despite the armor recognized Efla and Bohot. Efla covered in gleaming armor with a shield glowing brightly, Bohot who had grown into a mountain of a man wielding a sword that was as tall as he was. In the background there were a pair of identical looking women with streams of glowing projectiles flying from them onto the house sized monster.

The monster itself was horrifying. Towering over the small group that was impeding his assault on what remained of the village. A giant horn covered by a black helmet that left most of its head still uncovered, gray skin that was clearly visible as it only had armor on one of its arms and covering its legs, armor that at a closer glance proved to be more welded onto the flesh than worn on top of it. It wielded a giant glaive several times bigger than the people it was fighting with its face twisted into a hateful snarl.

Earth thudded with each of the monsters steps. With blasts of air throwing things around each time the titanic weapon was swung, yet despite the difference in size each blow was blasted back. Each time the sword was swung its target either dodged or the shield would meet the weapon with an almighty clang and a flash of light blasting the glaive away from its target. The very ground underneath the warrior of light known as Efla was covered by glowing golden lines that seemed to burn the monster.

The sounds of the battle was echoing through the battlefield. The monster was covered in small wounds but appeared to not be slowing down at all. Each time it tried to go for easier targets Efla was there forcing its attention back to herself, while weathering the assault so the rest of the group could focus on killing the monster, whittling its life away bit by bit. Despite what looked like flawless defence there were gashes in the armor worn by Efla with bloodstains all over it.

It looked like this battles winner wound not be decided anytime soon but Taylor could not see the battle to its conclusion as the house behind her exploded apart as another similar looking monstrosity moved in to attack. In the process it stepped straight though Taylor! The fright of the moment startling her awake from the dream.

The visions left her worried, Earth Bet really did not need more giant monsters.