Lugh was left staring, wide-eyed.
Not because of the magic itself—but because of the potential it held.
It answered a question that had long troubled him, one that had lingered in the quiet corners of his mind without resolution.
Until now, he had found it difficult to identify a branch of magic that truly aligned with his needs.
Sure, a firebolt or a wind blade spell might be impressive in isolation, flashy even, but he viewed them as shallow in purpose—hardly practical in a large-scale, modern war.
Their utility was minimal.
Only techniques like Selaphiel's peculiar manipulation of sound had ever struck him as genuinely useful—and she was an elf.
Now, however, he had seen something different.
A spell rooted not in spectacle, but in strategy. It went beyond mere elemental manipulation—it was practical, flexible, and more importantly, scalable.
