Azel was clearly hovering two elements, which was one less than Reinhardt's.
But that wasn't what stunned the classroom into silence.
Dual wielders of elements weren't exactly rare; everyone had heard of them, even seen a few, hell there were some in class right now.
No — what caught every pair of eyes in the room, what made even the loudmouth professor pause mid-breath, were the elements Azel had manifested.
One floated on his left hand, glowing like a small star.
It wasn't the pale, flickering light of the average Holy affinity user. No, this sphere of light blazed with a brilliance closer to the sun than a candle.
It was pure and too radiant to be mistaken for anything ordinary.
Everyone knew only those blessed directly by the Goddess herself could harness such a manifestation.
On the other side of him, cold mist rolled out in waves.
A cube of crystalline ice spun in the air, its edges were sharp enough to glint like diamonds.
