A very faint crimson aura clung tightly to her body, accompanied by a heavy metallic-grey color concentrated around her arms and fists.
Her Fire affinity was almost nonexistent, but he could not quite determine what the metallic-grey aura was supposed to represent.
Elion frowned. "You seem to possess a Fire affinity, but I have never seen you use it."
"Of course not," Tessa replied. "When I was young, I was told that my affinity was so poor that I should give up any hope of ever becoming a mage."
She glanced down at her bandaged hands.
"I despaired for a while, but my family was never known for producing mages in the first place. After receiving some instruction from my father and putting in a great deal of hard work, I managed to master one of our family techniques."
"What kind of technique?"
"It uses mana to augment the body and greatly enhance one's physical strength."
Elion nodded. That was in line with what he was already accustomed to seeing from her.
