In the eyes of bystanders, Downs had won against a stronger opponent. It was nothing short of a miracle.
In Lein's eyes, Faola had been the one to win against a stronger opponent.
Downs had used his extraordinary control over the elements to close the gap in the quality of their magic. What remained was the entire school's [Elemental Pool] crushing his opponent's total mana with its sheer volume, as well as a contest of mana purity.
And finally, the Sorcerer's overly narrow range of magical attributes was itself his greatest weakness.
Mages had once been regarded by the world as the strongest profession because they could always find their opponents' weaknesses and exploit them.
Sorcerers were mainly divided into Dragonborn Warlocks, who used dragon magic, and Wild Magic Sorcerers, who used Chaos Magic.
The former had it a little better. Their magical attributes might be limited by their dragon bloodline, but inheriting that bloodline also greatly strengthened their physique and magical power.
The latter were unfortunate wretches like Faola, who lacked a good father and whose power was extremely impure.
After all, not just any ordinary person could give birth to a Half-Demon.
It was like Faola first confirming that his mother was a saint or a female Mage or something, then being forced to choose a Goblin nest or a little demon's home as his birthplace...
It was precisely because he had such a miserable background that he had developed such an extreme outlook.
The moment anyone touched his interests, he would immediately fly into a rage and charge at them, fury boiling over.
Well, it was all over now. In the end, the guy had died in his own explosion.
Lein didn't even have to take responsibility for so much as half a copper coin of the