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Kikka - Coliseum - Inside the Coliseum
Illios watched Bryant leave while deflecting his question, yet he didn't mind, maybe he was nervous about hearing about his magic. Illios heard it quite a bit when he first got his Grimoire, many cried about it being rare. Illios tried not to have it go to his head, it might have a little. It was hard not to think that one could be an awesome Magic Knight with a strong magic. Illios just waved to Bryant while saying, "Well I hope to see you after the exam! I hope you pass!"
Illios began to follow the crowd when the announcer called them to stand in an orderly fashion where they waited for the Knight Captains to be introduced. Illios watched them slowly fill their seats, some were larger personalities than others. Even Illios blushed slightly when he thought he saw Captain Bisera Melanthius blow a kiss at him. He looked slightly down in some embarrassment as he began to take a few breaths and calm himself. He waited for a few moments longer to pass before he looked back up to listen to the announcer begin to explain the first 2 tests of exam.
Illios was nervous when he found out about the 2 tests. The first test was to shoot and destroy as many targets within a minute with only ranged spells. One of the instructors even demonstrated what was expected as they blew up countless tiles in one go, using a spell that could split into multiple projectiles and hit many of them with ease. Illios didn't even have a ranged spell, all he could rely on was his magic bullet. Illios looked to his hand while opening and closing it. He wasn't sure how good he would be, but he knew he had to try.
Yet the 2nd test was the real challenge. With a single spell, attack a magically reinforced stone pillar and be judged by the destruction caused to it. Illios knew his spells weren't the best, he had no fireballs, lightning strikes, or...a BOMB!?
Illios watched the incredible display of the countless young Magic Knight applicants. He watched in wonder of all the amazing spells and the spectacle of it all. It was incredible to Illios, he watched the many wonderful magics. He was so lost that it took a proctor 3 different times yelling at Illios to finally make him realize that it was his turn. Illios nodded his head as he yelled out, "Yes sir! I'm here!" Illios quickly went up with a bit of red behind the ear as he was first slated to do the target practice. He was then ordered by the proctor, "You have 1 minute to destroy as many tiles as possible, ready?"
Illios nodded as he looked out to the many tiles floating in the air in front of him. He could see them moving as he began to bring up both of his hands. His off-hand taking hold of the wrist of his dominant as he aimed out, he began to focus energy into his hand as a golden glow began to flow from him. A few gasps began to fill the air as whispers began to be spread from a few people who knew what this magic looked like. Yet without seeing his grimoire, it was only speculation as the proctor then called out, "Begin!"
Illios fired off his first magic bullet and it flew with blinding speed. A beam of light shot out and punched into the fire tile he aimed at. Illios needed to pace himself, he knew he couldn't fire often. He remembered how often he would feel exhausted from using his magic for a little while when playing. He may have gotten a little better, since when he first got his magic and was so excited he used all of his energy in only a few minutes. Yet he knew he needed to constantly keep a watch on his energy. He began to fire, he made sure he was precise, he couldn't hit the most, so he needed to make a show of how much control he had.
The speed of his magic bullet was very fast, making the actual hitting of the target a breeze as his magic affinity made his bullets hit with such speed that he did not need to lead his shots. All he needed to do was count them. After firing 10 times, he was able to destroy 10 tiles. They were not perfect, his first few he barely was able to hit them, yet he still did. It was not until the end that he was able to consistently hit the tiles more or less dead center. His show of skill was less than impressive, he knew that, yet he was confident in what he did. He could feel that he was still not out of mana, he could still work with this amount as the next test was going to be tough.
Illios was called over to the pillars where he saw multiple people attacking them with either large magics, very small precise magics, or even magic weapons that seemed to cleave and break through the pillars with ease. As here Illios was standing, he looked to the pillar as he only had one attack. He took a breath in as he began to stretch. He looked a little weird, many others seemed already prepared to attack the pillar with all their might, yet here Illios was trying to make sure he didn't pull a hamstring. It took another minute until Illios was ready, during this time people quietly whispered and talked as they thought he was joking.
Yet they all stopped when Illios took a breath in and out came his grimoire. A tome of gold and silver, upon its cover was the depictions of the sun and it glowed with such intensity that people thought he was using magic, yet that was just his grimoire in the sun, its natural element. The whispers and gasps began to erupt as Illios began to walk up to the pillar, taking up a stance as he began to take deep breaths. He was focusing himself as he began to glow as well, energy began to fill his body as he glowed brighter and brighter. Illios only had 1 attack spell, and that was to punch, really, really hard.
Illios twisted his body as he threw his punch with as much power he was willing to muster, he knew he would use more mana later, so he needed to make sure he was prepared for it. Yet he knew he could put more and more energy into his spell to make him stronger for this one hit. The moment his fist made contact, where his fist landed the pillar began to crack, the stone breaking and falling off. Many expected some great display of magic, a large explosion, a beam of light falling down upon the pillar, or even a ball of light to be sent out pass through the pillar with ease. Yet Illios punched it.
The pillar was left with multiple large cracks, yet wasn't fully destroyed. Even as pieces fall off, some whispers fill the air, "That doesn't look like Sun Magic".
"Sush, he will hear you!"
"He'd know if this was the real thing. The kid's magic looks like a knockoff".
Illios didn't listen, he thought he did well as he looked up at the pillar and saw pieces falling. Backing away, he saw his hand was bloody after that punch and stung, he opened and closed his hand a few times as he lightly shook his hand. Just trying to get used to the feeling as he went back to get ready for the next parts of the exams.
