Conjuration - The Art of Summoning

Not only was the chalice overflowing with what seemed to be a brackish water, but you couldn't help noticing that small creatures, like oversized tadpoles with red markings and pronounced teeth, were swimming around in it. You could even hear the screams and howls of those below getting bit by the creatures, but their cries fell silent in the presence of Lady Morgana's laughter.

"Most excellent. You appear to be skilled in conjuring, capable of bringing forth creatures from other realms to our own. Not only that, but you should be capable of teleporting yourself and others from one location to another. It is a useful art, to bring forth others to fight your battles for you, but many creatures will soon turn on their masters if not properly subdued. Of course, with your abundance of mana, I think nothing short of the Devil himself would be able to resist subjugation by your hand." she explained, her words giving you understanding, but also seeming to be a declaration to those watching on.

Looking down, you noticed the many looks you received, so many of them primal in their base nature. Anger at your oddly impressive display of untapped power that drew the ire and jealousy of so many that sought to be better than the rest. Fear from those that now had another dangerous rival who may one day swallow them up in the search for even greater strength. Desire for the sort of power that you had unknowingly had inside you all these years... and the wish to own it and its vessel it seemed, if the almost lustful glances you caught were any indicator.

"Follow Elder Jargus when the assembly is done, he will get you settled in, now move along." Morgana ushered, the words hardly registering as you returned to the rest of the students, still feeling plenty of their eyes on you, their emotions dictating your own.