In The Academy As Sukuna

Ch 50 - Demonic Machinations

"In the shadows where the light fears to tread, secrets brew and conspiracies awaken."

(POV: Ryomen Sukuna)

The sun was hanging low in the sky, casting a warm, almost soothing orange glow on the surroundings.

A gentle breeze went by, rustling the leaves hanging down from the trees.

In the middle of the ground were three girls—Eva, Nect, and Elara.

I watched from a vantage point in the sidelines, leaning against the trunk of one of the trees surrounding the ground.

I was observing their interaction, but my mind was wandering somewhere else.

I glanced back, and I saw a black car with a little dent on its side. Inside it was sitting Winston, who had driven me here.

It hadn't been long since my talk with Aiden, and it was still gnawing at me from the inside.

I sighed loudly. I knew that what he was going to do would turn the world upside down, so why do I actually look forward to it?

I shook the thoughts out of my mind, looking back at the three girls.

Elara stood in the middle, Eva and Nect on either side of her.

Eva had agreed to train her, and Nect had unexpectedly chimed in.

However, it didn't seem like she was contributing much to the training, just trying to goof off.

Nervousness was clearly visible on Elara's face as Eva looked at her sternly, observing the flow of mana inside her.

"Elara," Eva said, her eyes sharp, her tone unforgiving, yet carrying an undertone of care. "Summon your mana, feel it flowing inside you."

I could only imagine Eva's face when she figured out that Elara had three souls.

She would've been either extremely confused, or she would've just given up on asking any questions.

Elara looked at her nervously, sweat forming on her forehead as she tried her best to squeeze out some mana towards her hand.

"C'mon, it's not the hard," Nect said, yawning dramatically and folding her hands behind her head. "Just gotta feel it, like... I don't know."

She giggled, obviously more interested in being goofy than helping her.

Eva shot her a glare that shut her down. She put both her hands over her mouth, curling up into a ball as if scared. Internally... she was laughing.

Elara's mana pool was pitifully small, and her control over it, even worse.

However, there was something that had surprised both of them—her talent.

Her ability to adapt as Eva taught her new spells was something only rarely seen.

Her speed of learning was... exceptional. In the little time Eva has been training her, at most a day, she had learnt 2-3 spells, and was able to use them pretty freely.

Mana concentrated on Elara's hand, sparks forming atop her palms.

Her eyes glinted with determination, as well as a hint of fascination that she was able to do spells, something she had only dreamed of in the past.

Slowly, the sparks turned into a bright, orange-yellow fire, burning in her hand with a comforting yet ominous glow.

My eyes narrowed as I looked at her. The souls inside her were moving.