"Damnit, why can't things ever go my way?"
Arthur didn't have time to enjoy the ride in a carriage. This time, he was getting to the academy on foot.
During his three years of training, he had learned a lot of footwork from his mother and sister, but the one he liked the most was the one his mom had stolen from her former rival.
Normally, it required someone with a thunder affinity to use it, since it demanded a lot of speed.
But Arthur was the original copycat. If it was a technique, he could use it.
Channeling yellow "colour" into his feet, he dashed through the streets, then leaped onto the rooftop of a building.
In under three minutes, he reached the academy, something that would have taken thirty minutes by carriage.
Arthur changed only the "color" in his right arm to blue and attempted to replicate the magic spell a member of his clan used.
Paper Transfer.
