The fifth lesson started with a new spell.
"Divine Spark," Selene said, holding her palm up. A small point of white light appeared between her fingers, bright and sharp, hovering like a firefly. "Offensive application. It's small, but it's particularly effective against corrupted individuals. Think of it as a needle made of light."
She flicked her wrist and the spark shot across the room, hitting the far wall with a tiny flash before fading. A faint scorch mark remained on the stone.
"The key is precision, not power," Selene continued. "Anyone can throw a blast of light. The Spark requires you to compress divine energy into a single point and maintain its shape during transit. If your focus slips, it disperses before it reaches the target."
Aegis held her hand up and concentrated.
She pulled the light inward, squeezing it down from a glow to a point, a tiny white bead sitting in the crook of her fingers. It flickered once, stabilized, and held.
