Doubts

“Woo!! Nice job, Aarav,” Ashraf screamed through a huge yellow cone. Reizumi had no idea where he was hiding that yellow cheering cone before.

Reizumi had to admit that she was surprised. Sure the mask was a low level Rakshasa but still, for a human who had trained for barely two weeks—he did good. Extremely sloppy in his technique and how he approached the fight. She already had thought up several pointers that would have made the fight more efficient.

‘Guess we can go over that later in the training,’ Reizumi thought.

“How many spells did you teach him?” Ryu asked, obviously impressed by the human too.

“Eh, just three. The fundamentals for our first class of Ruh arts.” Well, a version of that. In their class, they didn’t teach the spell no. 10 since they thought the spell was too dangerous for first timers.

Which it was.