Professor Rick adjusted his spectacles and clapped his hands, commanding the attention of the buzzing classroom.
"Alright, everyone. Let's begin with the very basics," he said in a cheerful but firm voice, striding up to the projection board at the front.
With a flick of his wrist, a glowing red rune appeared on the smart board, etched with smooth, looping strokes and angular curves.
"This," Rick declared, stepping aside, "is the fundamental rune for unleashing a Fireball Spell. F-rank. Nothing fancy, but deadly enough if you mess it up."
Murmurs broke out among the students.
He then turned toward his desk, pulled out a fresh parchment, and calmly replicated the rune with practiced ease.
Once completed, he infused a faint trace of mana into the paper.
The rune pulsed, gleamed—and with a sudden fwoosh, a small fireball burst into existence, zipping forward a few feet before fizzling out harmlessly in midair.
Gasps echoed through the room.
