Class is in session...
A hush fell over the hundred top students as a figure materialized in front of the large classroom board. It was a woman, undeniably beautiful, with scales shimmering a vibrant blue across her cheekbones and forearms – a testament to her draconic heritage. Her short, blue hair framed sharp features and eyes that mirrored the color of her scales.
The seating arrangement resembled an amphitheater, rising tier by tier. In the back row, reserved for the five Blessed, a flicker of curiosity crossed their faces. Neveah, however, sat in the middle of the room, his head propped on his hand, seemingly unimpressed by the dramatic entrance.
The woman's voice, laced with a hint of amusement, echoed through the room. "I lowered my power level to that of a six-star mage, yet only six of you noticed my presence. The Blessed, of course, and that human girl… next to the top student." Her gaze flickered to Neveah, who remained nonchalantly propped up on his hand.