Bab 878: Imeng to the Rescue

Fein couldn't contain his excitement as he stood before Imeng, basking in the glow of his recent accomplishment. Imeng's eyes still held a mix of surprise and admiration, his earlier shock gradually transforming into curiosity.

Imeng leaned forward, his voice tinged with curiosity. "Fein, how did you manage to learn the Wispy Tail Flame in just six days? It's a spell that takes most mages a lifetime to master."

Fein's grin widened, his chest puffing out with pride. He tilted his head back slightly, looking down at Imeng with a playful glint in his eyes. "Well, old man, it's 90% hard work and 10% talent," Fein boasted, emphasizing his point with a confident nod.

Imeng's eyebrows shot up in disbelief. "90% hard work, you say?" he retorted, his tone filled with playful skepticism. "I beg to differ, young one. What you've achieved in such a short time goes far beyond mere hard work. It's pure talent."