Pandora did not reply further and just continued casting magic spells.
Icicles, fireballs, earth spikes, lightning spheres, magic missiles, and a variety of other low rank magic manifested before her staff.
Eldrin observed the rate of her casting and noticed that she was able to cast two magic spells at the same time, "Double silent casting, eh? Not bad, but…"
"...you still have a long way to go." He continued as he waved his staff.
In an instant, ten low to middle rank magic spells of varying elements manifested before him.
Pandora remained unperturbed, not even batting an eye as she concentrated on perfecting her casting.
Her mind wandered at the scene earlier when the old man cast his master rank magic.
The way the mana flowed and the beautifully intricate formula engraved in the magic circle remained vivid in her mind.
'My gift is Perfect Copy. I can perfectly copy others along with their mistakes…'
