"My fourth Affinity is quite rare, and I am not sure if you will be able to help much, but I still wish to seek your guidance, Head Dean."
"The Headmaster has informed me of such, but he was quite secretive about why and what Affinity you have obtained." Wearing a poker face, Head Dean Rimsfel could feel his heart rate accelerate as his mind was a mess of ideas and theories about what this mysterious Affinity could be.
Instead of responding vocally, Brance held up his right hand, palm facing the ceiling, and manifested a beautiful and glorious golden flame with a brilliantly shining white core.
"The Affinity in question is this…."
"H…h…HolyFire!" Before Brance could say the name of his Affinity, Head Dean Rimsfel was already on his feet, gawking at the golden flame floating while radiating an oppressive force.