The Chosen Academy (II)

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"I...was thinking about entering the Holy Veritas Academy. I got offered a standard silver seat, so there was no increase in the resources given. At first, I was skeptical but after seeing your arm, I know my answer now. I will find a way to make your arm better, so I'll enter it for sure," Lily asserted as she raised her hand to touch Aaron's shoulder.

Although the remnants of pain were still there, he didn't wince. During the past two weeks, Aaron had already come to terms with his lost arm. He understood that remaining in a somber mood because of it would do no good. However, another blow to his already fragile mental state came as a shock.

The energy Aran left inside of him obliterated his Sword Intent. Albeit rudimentary, that intent was still the leading way of increasing the potency of his attacks. Furthermore, if one became well versed it in, when they ran out of Natural Essence, Intent which was formed by the mind would still be active.