Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 264: The Outing Day

In the Academy, every cadet was focused on strengthening their combat prowess. Even Maira, usually playful and carefree, had grown serious, spending long hours training in the Endless River of the Water School.

The Endless River served the same purpose for Water students as the Thunder Seed Room did for those of Lightning. It was a vast dome filled entirely with water, where students would submerge themselves to train. Once completely immersed, they would enter a trance-like state in which a flowing river manifested within their mind.

The Endless River could sense each student’s affinity with the water element and adjusted its current accordingly. For beginners, the river flowed gently. As one’s attunement deepened, the current grew stronger and faster, until it raged like a storm-fed torrent. The greater one’s elemental aptitude, the more furious the current became. When a student finally reached their limit, the Endless River would lift them gently back to the surface.

Meanwhile, Eleanor continued to refine her abilities. With her wilderness survival classes concluded, she devoted more time to honing her lightning spells. In theory, she had already caught up to the other Lightning students, but her lack of practical experience still showed in her casting speed and precision.

Lightning was the most volatile and swift of the basic elements... not merely electricity, but the embodiment of speed, impulse, and kinetic force. It emphasised piercing strikes and rapid, concussive power. Yet that same volatility made it dangerous; a moment’s lapse in control could harm allies, or even the caster herself.

Although Eleanor had mastered Bolt Step and Static Flash, her casting time was still slower than her peers. Fortunately, her extended training within the Thunder Seed Room had given her a remarkable degree of control... impressive for someone who had only recently awakened to the element. Her training with Commander Annabeth Chase, combining Voltaic Strikes with martial arts, had made the movements almost instinctive. That synergy of discipline and precision had already earned her quiet praise from several professors.

But she was still struggling with her active ability, Electroreception, which centred on detecting the bio-electric fields of nearby living beings. She also faced difficulty with her passive ability, Energy Comprehension, which involved sensing electrical currents, energy patterns, and even the flow within technological systems. According to Professor Novalyn Riven Thunderwing, both abilities would sharpen naturally over time with sufficient practice.

Though their first encounter had been less than pleasant, Professor Nova proved to be an exceptionally helpful teacher. She taught like a friend... approachable, patient, and clear... yet her temper was quick to flare whenever anyone broke even the smallest rule. For her, discipline and obedience to command came before everything else; beyond that, she was remarkably easy-going.

lessons to help her

Eleanor would channel energy through her fingertips, releasing a concentrated surge of electricity upon contact... a stunning, powerful jolt.

Projectile, on the other hand, was the standard ranged attack for all lightning students... a focused sphere of charged energy hurled from the palm. Simple but versatile, it

acquiring them. Only after achieving ascendance

that didn’t stop Eleanor. With a bit of illicit help from Nora, she hacked into the school’s server and uncovered the names of those coveted spells... Lightning Cocoon, Lightning Infusion, Lightning Forge,

electricity. It was not a solid barrier, but rather a disruptive field that distorted and repelled incoming physical strikes and magical attacks

a single spell but a foundational technique. The caster would continuously channel lightning through their own body, supercharging the nervous system

temporary constructs of solid lightning... blades, hammers, shields, or any weapon the caster could imagine, pure

a wide-area assault, summoning lightning from the skies to strike all targets within range. It was a deadly, high-level spell, but not without its flaw: it made

allowed the caster to leap through space in their physical form, God Step transformed the entire body into living lightning, traversing space like a thunderbolt itself. Wherever a lightning projectile could reach, the caster could

read through every grimoire, committing their intricate theories to memory... preparing for the day she would finally be ready

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day had finally arrived... the day when cadets of the Primary Term were permitted to visit the ancient city of Kvernheim, often referred to as the Centre of the

The outing was optional; those who preferred could remain within the academy. The only rule was simple yet strict... anyone who ventured out had to return to the academy’s city