To begin her lectures, Professor Grim didn't defined aura for she was confident any individual that had made it into this academy and into this very course understand what it was.
"Aura usage!"
Her calm voice amplifier through the speaker via the microphone she held, echoced throughout the lecture hall.
"How does one use Aura?"
She didn't need it's definition but it's usage because that was why they were here, so she posed her question to the masses seeking an answer.
"Ma'am!" A black haired student raised his arm.
"Name and Answer?"
She had the habit of rewarding the first students whom answered her question extra credits, so taking out another note book this one with a white cover she gestured for his detail.
"Damien Silver." He responded,earning surprised expression from a few of the students.
"So his that girl's brother!"
Jotting down his name, Grim was reminded of a certain fourth year student currently making waves within the academy.
"So the question was how does one use Aura?"
"Through circulation." He answered.
If this had been the magic class she would have asked for more elobarte details but aura users weren't that much into the technical aspect of a procedure, there were more into the practical aspect.
"Well done." She closed the book satisfied but it seems the boy wasn't as he still stood up, the silver haired girl behind him trying to pull him down.
"Teacher can I elaborate?"
"No extra credits will be allocate."
"It doesn't matter."
"Go on then."
For some reason the fierce look in his crismon eyes beamed with intelligent and a sense to prove himself and with her permission he began to mouth his thoughts.
"Circulation primarily Aura circulation denotes the expellation of aura out of one's core and moving it throughout the body. It is categorized into coating and reinforcement, the former strength the outside of the body and the latter the insides."
"Amazing insight!"
Professor Grim clapped then placing the book back within her coat gesture at Art.
"Dagger."
Intrigued by the mentioned of a weapon the students focused their burning excitement on Art, whom got up and toss a medium length silver dagger as Grim.
Catching it, she walked closer to the students then making sure all gazes were on her, took a short breath.
"I want you all to take anything be it a pen or even a book and follow my instructions." She instructed.
Waiting for them to prepare she glance at Art tapping the face of the sleeping pink haired elf beside him.
She wanted to tell him it was useless for how problematic that student was but strangely she did not wish to discourage him. He seem to have a way with his words so she decided to leave it to him and from now focus on the attentive student.
"Now close you eyes!"
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Taking out the sword badge on her chest, Valarie kept her hold on it with her finger and closed her eyes under Professor Grim's instructions.
"Now clear you mind of all thought and visual the following words of my."
With her eyes close her other senses seem to amplify in the process, filling her mind with anxiety as she was faced with darkness.
She hated the darkness, she feared it because everytime she saw and experience it she remembered how her parents were dragged into that darkness.
[Val....Val.....Val...]
Their cries seem to clingy to her, their faces deviod of life flashing within her mind.
She saw the building she was one's called home now raging with intense flames. She saw her mother one's a warrior pick up her blade watching in horror as the head of her husband was cracked open by a hand extending out the entrance of the house.
She felt sorrow and neausting, her heart pounding with fear, her body growing cold and her balance unstable.
She felt fear,her mother feeling the same as she thrusted an injuries boy into her arms and gaze back at her with a fearful look.
"Ran..." She shouted the burning flames in the background illuminating her dread.
"No matter what ran...never look back.... he'll take care of you. So please don't..."
Her words were cut short because anymore talking would be dangerous. She had passed her intention to her and now she just needed to by time fo her escape.
She would never forget the seen of her mother charging at the distorted silhouette within the burning building.
Her mournful cries, her silver flowing hair fluttering behind her and most of all the brillant golden light that infused her sword as she disappeared into the darkness and soon the abyss.
"M..om."
In the end those cries of her's were left deaf to her mother whom she never saw again.
"I can't do this."
Quickly opening her eyes,the familiar scene of the lecture hall filled her sight as she sighed in relief watching the other students trying to visualize what Professor Grim was saying.
"Firstly images a maze...a pattern of complicated paths but not an exist just an entrance."
Some expressed confusion, knitting their browns in the process.
"Now visual a door at the entrance keeping a sea of water from flooding the maze."
"The maze is now your body, the sea is your aura and the door is your authority."
"Now with all that visualized, picture a scenario where the door is opened but carefully to prevent a rush. Just open it slowly, gradually letting in small qualities of water, repeating and repeating till every crack and space within the maze had been flooded."
Right as the professor had finished, a surge of colourless energy began to slowly engulf the bodies of Trish and Damien and soon almost the whole class with the exception of her and a few others.
"Good!"
Opening her eyes to see the ghostly aura emitting from her students, Grim nod in satisfaction and soon held her dagger forward.
"Finally until now to before classes end, I want you all to apply the same scenario to coat the objects in your hand with aura."
Since today was the very first day some will officially began circulating aura she didn't have much high expectations from them. She just wanted them to familiarize themselves with aura, ofcourse some people really had a way of surprising people.
The granddaughter of the Sword saint effortless performed coating on her pen and the son of the famous vampire hunters, Damien easily imitated her achieve. Ofcourse compared to the Trish, Daimen's foundation was still quite weak evident by how his coating flickered back and forth but Grim knew after a few more trials he'll be a master.
With everything said and done, almost everyone had more or less achieved circulation but the keyword was almost.
Three individual had not participated in her excersise. Two didn't brother with it which she ignored because one was already repeating a year and the other seem to have long grasp the concept of circulation as for the last one, she seems to have problems that she considered needed to be revised.
"Another round of problematic student..."
Spinning the dagger in her grasp she leaned against the podium with a distance gaze.
"....another year of unpredictable incidents."