A whole month had passed since Evan started training. This evening he and Zack were going out for a visit.
Evan ate and slept well, he spent a trendous amount of ti on magic without forgetting about physical activities. For the first ti in his new life, Evan didn't look skinny. He was a tall young man with an athletic build.
As Evan had planned from the start, he had been practicing the three zero-level spells he had chosen. It was in "Ice Veil" that he had the most success. In one month alone, he had raised his "Awareness" of this spell to the first stage- the "Beginner".
Evan spent considerably less ti on the other two spells. Not because he hoped with all his heart that he was an "Amplifier," not at all. His task was to win in sparring, and according to Zak, "Amplifiers" were the best one-on-one fighters.
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"Yeah, magic isn't easy at all. It's a hell of a thing." Evan muttered quietly, sitting in his room and looking at his hands. They were intact, with no scratches, bruises, or scars. But that was all a rit of the healing herbs Zak provided for him. Only in one month, he'd suffered dozens of frostbites, hundreds of bruises from the "Magic Missile" blasts, and countless minor cuts from the "Summon Thorny Ivy".
In all this ti, Evan had learned one very important thing about magic in his new world.
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