Fortis, or World Magic Academy

"It's too dangerous," a man in black suit firmly said. He's sitting together with five more people around a long brown table embedded with crystals. The tension is rising. The four corners of the room they were in, can't seem to withstand the pressure building among the six people who are emitting immesurable aura. "Then tell me Sebastian, do you have another suggestion about this matter?" Asked by a beautiful woman releasing smoke from her mouth. Her plump lips then had another contact with the pipe she's holding. “You should know that there’s nothing we could do except place a limiter on him. He still can’t control his powers and it might create a problem if we just left it as it is” added by Mikhail, a man carrying a crescent shaped staff. Sebastian can't mutter another word. He's definitely not agreeing with what they talked about during the meeting. Other than that, he can't think of another alternative. "Well then. I think we'll end this meeting for now and go with the plan," a woman with fiery red eyes looked at everyone for confirmation. Everyone nodded. So is Sebastian. He can only sigh in frustration. "I really hope that everything will be alright," he whispered as his eyes darted towards a glass window. Through it, he saw a child, sleeping with no care of the world.