Great. It was just your luck you got stuck in one of the enemies traps from the fight you and many other students had been fighting. A large box made of the only material which drains magic. Meaning there was no way out.

As you bang and kick on the wall you hear a cold but calm voice from behind you.

"Don't waste your strength. It won't open."

It was Rayne Ames, the third year. And divine visionary, he was truly amazing and your friends older brother. His hollow yellow eyes stay focused on you, examining that pretty face.