"What in the world happened here?" was Kanako's reaction when she arrived at the courtyard. It was as if a sudden flash flood had just appeared and drowned the ground around her. But surely, there was no way that could happen, especially when there was no river around.

But she had just been through a cloud of smoke produced by some girl with an out of control power. It was certainly not out of her imagination that something similar might have happened here.

Suddenly, she heard an announcement echoing across the ground, calling all the students to gather at the audience hall.

...Well, she better go now. Professor Jordan should have gone there right away, and she had missed him thanks to the "delay" those two caused her. And so she hurried on to where she remembered the hall was, putting the thought of the flooded courtyard out of her mind.

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"It's beautiful..."

Kanako stopped on her tracks once she entered the audience hall. And how could she not? It was simply nothing like the other audience halls she had ever been in in her entire life. It was certainly made with beauty in mind, and it perfectly symbolized the gathering of all kinds of elementalists in one room. She looked at the feathers floating above her, a showcase on what a wind elementalist like her could achieve.

She took her seat, still looking around the room even after she had been seated.

After a while, the ceremony started, with an amazing light setting from the torches in the room (she simply had to praise whoever thought of that arrangement). And the first person that took the podium was a cloaked man. Kanako had no idea who this person was, other than the fact that he exuded such a mysterious and important aura. But soon, she knew that he was the headmaster of this place. Kano was his name. Kanako made sure to note that in her mind.

After him, she saw a familiar face taking the podium. Professor Jordan. She watched intently at his speech, not just because it was the proper thing to do but also because she was quite curious how he would deliver the speech she had written. It started off with her facepalming at the clumsiness of the professor, as he almost dropped his slate to the ground. And then she facepalmed again when he started his speech not with the text she had written for him. And then once more when he abruptly switched to the text she had written from him, the jarringness between the directness of the former and the politeness of the latter terribly apparent.

After that near trainwreck, the next teacher who gave her speech was a woman. And this one was actually quite good. She certainly could agree with what she had just said. So apparently she was a wind elementalist teacher? Then Kanako would look forward to be in her classes for sure.

[@Stern Algorithm][@Kalleth]