"Kuziman, do you have any objections to me becoming the Head of Mages?" Lynch stood before all the Great Mages, speaking calmly.
"Indeed." Kuziman stepped out from behind the others, holding the Great Mage's Wand, a symbol of status, in his hand, yet his fingers trembled on it—perhaps it was actually his heart that trembled incessantly. "You truly are the most accomplished among the younger generation, and among all the mages I've heard of, you are also the most talented. Because of you, we might need to redefine the meaning of the word 'genius.'"
"So what do you plan to do?" Lynch smiled at Kuziman, looking directly into his eyes. Facing him was a mage skilled in Evocation, the mage with the most diverse array of attack methods among all the Great Mages. Whether Element or force field, Kuziman had achieved mastery.
