After the Instructor had snapped out from his moment of awe. He lowered the paper and locked his gaze onto Adrian.
'Which house are you from, young man?' he asked with curiosity. 'That kind of skill isn't common.'
Adrian kept his expression neutral.
'I'm not from a noble house,' he said simply, resulting in everyone exchanging glances. Nobility often dominated such classes, their private tutors giving them a head start. A commoner with this talent was unheard of.
Professor Toren's brow rose, but he pressed on. 'How did you learn to craft runes like this? This precision… it's beyond a beginner's grasp.' His fingers traced the Fire Rune's spiral, as if searching for a flaw that wasn't there.
Adrian shrugged. "Just picked it up," he said to keep it vague. .
Toren studied him, then asked, "Your name?"
"Adrian," he replied with a steady voice.
"Adrian," the Instructor repeated before setting the paper down.
