Marco glanced at them, a flicker of curiosity crossing his face, while the other shaman's eyes remained fixed on the explosion caused by Daniel.
"Who did that?!" Marco barked, his voice sharp with authority.
The shamans exchanged confused glances, clueless about what their master meant — until Daniel stepped forward.
"I did, Master," he said, his tone calm but steady.
All eyes turned toward Daniel. Marco, however, stood stunned. A student who couldn't even perform the second form had leapt straight to the third.
'Is this really what I'm thinking?' Marco wondered, his eyes widening slightly.
He called Daniel before him and ordered the others to focus on their training as a wagon rattled in from afar into the training grounds.
"How did you learn that?" he asked, his face stern as he glanced at Daniel.
Daniel paused for a moment before replying in a steady tone. "I don't know, Master… it just happened."
