The misunderstood genius

Joe had no idea what he was doing. He had never cast a proper fire spell in his life. His only hope was luck—the same ridiculous luck that had somehow summoned a divine phoenix.

So, he did what he always did.

He flailed his hands, whispered random nonsense, and prayed to every deity in existence.

BOOM!

The ground shook. A blinding explosion of golden flames erupted from his fingertips. The force sent Celestia skidding backward, her eyes widening for the first time in shock. The fiery dragon she had conjured was instantly devoured by Joe's spell, which spiraled into the sky and left behind a massive crater in the training hall.

Silence.~

Celestia stared at him, stunned.

The door burst open, and students flooded in. "What happened?!"

"I heard an explosion—wait… Joe Hoeyol did THAT?!"

Celestia straightened, her violet eyes locked onto him. Then, she smirked.

"I see," she murmured. "You've been hiding your true power this whole time."

Joe wanted to scream.