"Keritos, did you learn any new magic today?" the woman asked gently yet dignifiedly.
"Yes, mother. I am now proficient in releasing the small flame technique." The boy raised his head and couldn't wait to show the results of his practice to the woman. "The teacher said that my perception of the fire element is very good."
The spell fell, and the dancing flame appeared on the small palm. The boy looked forward to the woman's praise.
"The fire is too weak. When your father was your age, the small flame was already much larger than a fist." The woman frowned.
"Keritos, you are blue-blooded. Compared with others of your kind, your talents are far inferior."
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