A few days ago…
Aboard the Red Wind.
Adam leaned against the wall of his cabin. Beside him, the ghostly light from the twin moons filtered inside through the small window, illuminating half his visage. While the other half remained in the shadows.
Before him, Edward sat cross-legged on the cushion. Having just advanced to the Mana Core Rank, the blue-eyed youth was ecstatic. He closed his eyes and felt the ethereal core inside of him, feeling its intricacies and mysteries.
Adam stared at him with a calm, thoughtful look on his face. At last, his lips parted, and he whispered:
"Most Magi need a calm, steady state of mind to cast spells."
Edward's eyes snapped open. "Most?"
Adam nodded. "I'm not taking into account those born with Innate Physique."
He paused for a moment, gesturing to Edward. "And you, fattie," he continued. "Yours is ranked among the highest tiers ever recorded."
Edward couldn't help but smile smugly at that statement.
