CHAPTER 122
'Creation magic?! I have never even heard of such a term before, yet it sounds absolutely fascinating,' Grey thought, a small smile playing on his lips as he paid rapt attention to every word Von was about to utter.
"I am well aware that this phrase sounds foreign to all of you, so allow me to explain.
You see, to truly grasp this concept, you require a profound understanding of your individual affinities. Furthermore, there is one more essential ingredient: you also need a vivid imagination," Von stated.
"Imagination? Easy peasy!" Greg interjected.
Static began to crackle around his hand as lightning manifested.
Closing his eyes with a look of smug concentration, a concentrated ball of electricity appeared in his palm.
He flicked his wrist, launching the orb toward the far corner of the room where it detonated with a sharp crack.
