Kirin-God Extinction

Several days ago…

Boom!

John flew backwards within the private training room, crashing against the ground a moment later and skidding over it like a stone on a pond. He came to a halt a short while later, groaning from the pain wracking his body.

"John, are you alright?" Zuri asked, racing over to him and kneeling next to him.

"I'm…I'm fine," John replied slowly while shaking off the pain and getting to his feet. 

Blood leaked from his nose and mouth, as well as from wounds on his body, which looked as if something had exploded from within, ripping open his skin. He shook his head and activated his healing limiters, restoring his body to good condition a short while later.

"Maybe this Mage-Art is too much for you to handle right now," Zuri said warmly. "Mage-Arts are already incredibly dangerous, and you're trying to create a brand new one on top of that. I think this might be a little too reckless, even for you."