The looks on their faces were painfully awkward.
Painfully awkward indeed.
Zhang Yang had no time to pay attention to Wong and Mordo, though.
Almost everyone had arrived.
It was nearly time to begin the mages' training.
Before Zhang Yang could say anything, Wong and Mordo took it upon themselves to count everyone.
Thanks to The Ancient One's laid-back approach, Kamar-Taj had not held a training session on this scale in a long time.
With every mage gathered in a single training ground, the sight was impressive.
"Genius Mage, nearly all the mages are here," Wong and Mordo reported after finishing the count.
"Good." Zhang Yang nodded, then asked them, "How many people at Kamar-Taj have mastered the basics of the Winds of Watoomb?"
Wong and Mordo exchanged a glance. Then Mordo called out to the mages:
"Everyone who has mastered the Winds of Watoomb, raise your Magic Shield!"
At Mordo's command, the mages of Kamar-Taj began casting Magic Shield.
Yellow shields lit up one after another.
As the shields appeared, Wong and Mordo counted them.
"Genius Mage, Kamar-Taj has 842 resident mages. Of those, 654 have mastered the method for the Winds of Watoomb. There are another 165 magic apprentices, leaving roughly 23 who haven't mastered it."
Mordo reported the figures to Zhang Yang.
Twenty-three people.
Zhang Yang frowned slightly at the number. Twenty-three people.
Those twenty-three represented people who did not believe in him.
And he could not rule out the possibility that some of them worshipped Dormammu.
People like Kaecilius, for instance, worshipped Dormammu.
After all, anyone who believed in Zhang Yang would have mastered Watoomb Magic by now and made great progress in learning magic.
"I see." Zhang Yang nodded once he had a clear picture.
Then he said to Mordo, "Mordo, make a record of