It was then a though popped into the wind mage's head. He had just increased his magical reserves when he ranked up to become a C class mage. His reserves had all but doubled in size and his magical control had increased allowing him to cast higher tier spells. He had a small amount of D rank spells but no C rank spells, perhaps it was time to make a few. He tapped his hairless chin before asking the barmaid for a pad of paper and a pen, flashing her a lady killer smile while doing so. The young woman behind the bar swooned, blushing bright red but did as the handsome young man asked. As she disappeared Yami began to mull over the type of spells he wanted. He needed a couple of offensive spells to improve his offensive arsenal. The question is just what type of spell could he make? He also didn't question that he needed to make a buffing spell to boost his speed, and a few supplementary spells to give him a diverse arsenal. THe wider his range of abilities the stronger he would become. He had an idea for five spells, two he would make into offensive spells, two into supplementary while the last would be a speed buff spell. The mage raised his glass and took the last sip of his scotch as the barmaid returned with a pen and paper.
Yami thanked her before asking for a refill, which she obliged. He flashed his lady killer smile and went to work. He began jotting down the idea of his first offensive spell. in his head it was relatively simple, he would great a gun shape with his hand and channel wind magic to his finger tip. By cocking his thumb down like a firing pin it would fire a ball of compressed wind that would shoot through the air like a bullet to pierce through his intended target. The spell was simplistic in nature and if he could sustain it by continuously channel mana into it he could fire off multiple bullets of wind. In fact he would call the spell Wind bullet, simple and it wasn't like he would be screaming the name of his spell.
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