The corridor was a torrent of student's, a current of chatter and rustling robes that sweeped Liam and Leo along. Leo was still animatedly discussing Therons lecture, his hand's sketching invisable runes in the air.
"—so if you use a tetrahedral cycling pattern instead of a simple spiral, the mana compression rate increases by at least eighteen percent! Can you imagine? You'd hit Initiate-Middle in half the time!" Leo's eye's were wide with excitment. He finaly seemed to notice Liam's silence. "You alright? You've been quiet since combat class. Still shook up about Alistair?"
"Something like that," Liam mumbled, dodging a group of laughing elementals. He wasnt ready to voice the crushing despair of Theron's lesson. The map to power he'd been shown was one he has no means to follow. "Just alot to take in."
"Tell me about it," Leo agreed, misinterpreting completly. "This place is massive. I got lost twice before first bell. Ah, here we are."
