"The power of that item is… impressive."
Lindy Crowe's voice was low, but the disbelief in her tone was sharp enough to cut glass. Her eyes stayed fixed on the dissipating magical storm, the spot where Kael Vi-rel had stood moments earlier. "But how the hell did he come up with this?"
She had seen countless cadets, countless experiments, and even dangerous weapons tested within these hyper-secure walls. Yet none of it compared to the sheer audacity of what Kael had just pulled off. He had stood in the dead center of that storm, no barrier, no protection just himself and the raw, unrefined power of a controlled spatial collapse.
"I thought he was a genius who'd need careful management," she muttered under her breath, a cold bead of sweat tracing a path down her temple. "But this… this is something else entirely. This is a fundamental deviation from known magical physics."
