Dark red letters twisted and shifted, spelling out lines of text in the air. Ith walked to the center of the group, her form distorting and expanding until she became a towering giant that everyone had to look up to. "In my eyes, magic is something for me to manipulate; I am the master."
Her form reverted, and water surged around her ankles, climbing up her body from the bottom to the top. To the astonishment of the students standing closest to her, her physical body was replaced by flowing water, as if she were made entirely of liquid.
Meanwhile, the text in the air continued to expand, drawing everyone's gaze: Whether human or of any other race, one source of their power originates from the highest cosmos, also known as gods; while the other comes from drawing power from nature or wielding the magic inherent within oneself. There is no hierarchy of superiority or inferiority; these are simply classifications of origin.
Chapter 139