Now eight years old, Akima began attending the School of Magic and Basic Learning, where he would learn how to control and use his powers according to his energy.

  At school, Akima met other students who also possessed magical abilities, and for the first time, he felt connected and less alone. He learned about different types of magic, such as elemental, healing, and protection, and slowly began to discover his own magical style.

  Akima’s teacher, an experienced mage named Zephyr, quickly noticed his incredible potential and started working closely with him to develop his skills. Akima was eager to learn and improve, and before long, he began showing clear progress in class.

  Over time, Akima grew more confident in his magic and started to stand out among the other students. He made new friends and finally felt like he belonged at the school.

  Still, despite his growth, Akima carried the traumatic memories of his past. He needed to learn not only how to control his magic, but also his emotions, and to use his power responsibly.

  Zephyr, the magic instructor, looked at the class with a calm smile.

  “Alright, everyone. Today we’re going to learn how to use Kairum in practice. We’ll start with something simple: an energized punch.”

  Akima and the other students leaned forward, eager to learn.

  “The first step,” Zephyr explained, “is to imagine the Kairum inside your body. Visualize the energy flowing through your veins, pulsing in every cell. Keep imagining it until you can almost see it.”

  The students closed their eyes and focused. Akima imagined Kairum as a bluish light flowing through his body, growing stronger with each breath.

  “The second step,” Zephyr continued, “is to concentrate the Kairum in your hand. Picture the energy gathering in your palm, ready to be released.”

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  Akima focused on his right hand, imagining the Kairum building up and pulsing. A strange sensation ran through him, as if his hand was vibrating with power.

  “Now,” Zephyr said, “execute the energized punch. Strike the air and release the Kairum you’ve stored. Control the flow. We don’t want any accidents.”

  The students opened their eyes and began punching the air, releasing the energy from their hands. Akima threw his punch as well, feeling the power rush through his arm and burst from his fist. It was a feeling of control and strength he had never experienced before.

  Zephyr smiled, pleased with the result.

  “Good. Now we’ll practice on a training dummy.”

  He pointed to a sturdy mannequin in the corner of the room, built to withstand magical techniques and marked to guide proper strikes.

  “Go ahead,” Zephyr said. “Focus the Kairum and strike the dummy.”

  The students stepped forward. Akima was one of the first to punch, and the energy surged through his arm, slamming into the mannequin with noticeable force.

  One by one, the students followed, each releasing their energized punch. The mannequin shook and swayed with every hit, though it remained intact.

  Zephyr watched proudly.

  “Excellent work. You’re learning fast. Now, let’s raise the difficulty.”

  He smiled again, clearly excited.

  “Next, we’ll learn the Kairum Punch. This technique requires more control and precision.”

  The students leaned forward once more.

  “You’ll follow the same steps,” Zephyr explained. “Visualize the Kairum, concentrate it in your hand, but this time, during the strike, transfer the energy from your palm to your fingers.”

  He paused, letting the words sink in.

  “If done correctly, a blue light will appear at the moment of impact. That means the energy transfer was successful.”

  The students exchanged glances, nervous but excited. Akima was determined to master the Kairum Punch.

  “Alright,” Zephyr said. “Let’s see who can do it.”

  They stepped up to the dummy again. Akima focused, feeling the energy flow through his arm and gather in his fingers. When he punched, a bright blue light flashed, and the mannequin trembled violently.

  Some students struggled and failed to execute the technique properly, but Zephyr remained calm.

  “That’s normal,” he said. “Practice leads to mastery. Keep training.”

  Akima and the others who succeeded felt a surge of motivation. They knew there was still much to learn, but they were ready to keep going.

  Zephyr nodded, satisfied.

  “Next, we’ll move on to defensive applications of Kairum.”

  The students prepared themselves, eager to continue learning and grow stronger under Zephyr’s guidance.