A hand shot up in the front. "Mana is mana, professor. It allows us to cast spells and achieve all sorts of magic," Lilly—the girl who had the run-in with Felix yesterday—said matter-of-factly.
Professor Max seemed dissatisfied with her response. He immediately raised his gaze, searching for someone else to answer. "You there, next to the blue-haired miss."
What? Me?
Michael hadn't raised his hand, nor was he confident in answering the question. To him, mana was too foreign and ethereal to explain properly.
"I… I think mana is the essence of the world," Michael stammered, feeling his cheeks redden as all eyes turned to him.
"Hmm? Essence, you say?" Professor Max raised a hand to his chin, contemplating the answer. "Please continue."
Damn it! That's all I had… he cursed inwardly.
"Erm, well… mana is both ethereal, but also tangible in its different forms—yet it all comes from the world. I think calling it life essence wouldn't be too incorrect… maybe."
