"Give it a try, kid." Kiriri snapped the dazed Mel awake again.
Mel asked about the spell's chant once more. Though Kiriri was getting a little impatient, she explained it to him again.
He wrote everything down in his notes.
"Heart of Blazing burns within my palm, gathering eternal flame! Bloom, power of destruction! Fireball!" Mel faithfully repeated the chant, but nothing happened. He looked completely stiff.
"Doesn't work, right?" A hint of amusement seemed to lurk beneath Kiriri's calm dead-fish eyes, as if she had expected this all along.
"Yeah."
"That's because you didn't guide your magic power correctly. The chant is merely a means of creating resonance with magic power."
"Teach me." Mel truly did not want to wait any longer. He wanted to learn magic now.
Kiriri reached out and grabbed Mel's hand. "Next, I'll guide the flow of your magic power. Just remember the feeling. Combined with chanting, it can create magic power resonance."
Humans were not like those Demi-human races that were highly sensitive to magic power. Any human capable of mastering magic without instruction was a true genius.
Magic patterns appeared along Mel's arm, glowing faint blue. He could feel the magic power within him gathering toward his palm. The sensation was incredibly clear, yet utterly strange. It was the first time he had felt the existence of magic power. He could not describe it with words. Flowing water?
No, magic power was lighter than that, more natural.
Mel began trying to guide his magic power himself. Without someone to teach him, it was difficult to grasp such a technique on his own.
And right in front of him stood an experienced archmage guiding his magic power.
"I'm letting go now. Try it yourself."
"Alright."
The instant Kiriri released his hand, Mel felt the