Liam had a plan. A simple one.
He was going to copy exactly what Dame and Beatrix had done. The "Windy Qi" punch had worked for them, it shattered golems and seemed to satisfy the professor. It was silly, sure, but it got the job done.
So if it worked for them… why wouldn't it work for him?
Then, just as he stepped forward, he heard the dreaded words.
The professor, stern and sharp, warned him not to do the same move. One sibling pair using a similar technique was believable. But five students, all claiming wind magic and using identical techniques? That would raise too many red flags.
None of them even looked related. Luka had let it slide before, but clearly, he wouldn't again.
'I can see it on his face,' Liam thought nervously. 'And my system confirms it, if I try to do the same move, he's going to fail me on the spot.'
"What's wrong?" Luka asked, eyes narrowing. "The targets have already risen. State your magic core and proceed to take them down."
