His blood

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During the large blast that took place in the elevated stone platform, the smoke dispersed as the aggressive spell summoned by the young wizard encountered the protective spell of the instructor who seemed to be struggling. It would seem that the match is not completely done.

“Isn’t that beautiful?” Professor blurted.

The instructor turned around and stepped steadily toward the young wizard, and as he firmly gripped his long and beautiful magic staff, which evolved from a twig, moreover the instructor exclaimed out of contentment, "Impressive! Shall we proceed, young wizard?"

The young man quickly produced two hurricanes on both sides as a reaction to the instructor 's proposal. Impressively, the wind spells appear to have never been triggered by incantations. Instead, Eschel glanced at the old man who seemed to be enjoying the beautiful battle.