"My name is Professor Azrael." My voice echoed. "I will teach you how mana works."
That got the attention of the class, well not completely.
Some teenage boys were still jesting and talking at the back of the class.
I let out a sigh. "Before we start the class, those who are not interested can leave the class."
There was a buzz within the students before one of them raised their hand.
He was a tall boy for his age with long thick muscular arms.
I gestured him to speak.
"Haven't we already learned about mana?" He asked with a goofy grin on his face. "What's so special about your class?"
I smiled faintly at his question, resting my hands behind my back.
"You've learned about mana," I said. "But have you ever seen it?"
The boy blinked, his grin fading slightly. "What do you mean? Mana's invisible."
"That's what they tell you," I replied softly. "Because they don't know how to look."
A small murmur went through the class.
