Progress

"Precision, hold, dead calm" Milo chanted words, just normal words, and yet, the improvements were visible.

His mana bullets weren't going nearly as haywire as before, for starters, the mana was being kept together much better, he was actually firing mana bullets rather than a chaotic mess, the aim still wasn't going great, the spell flickered and weaved on its own still.

But after a few weeks of constant training, when the progress in his best categories started to gradually slow down, his control was able to start catching up, and he began to actually hit the target without it being a stroke of luck, as Helena had stated, his aim had been on point since the beginning.

Ever since he began actually having control on his spells, his success rate grew.