Tess's heart raced as the anticipation of training loomed over them. The Primus garden, bathed in the warm glow of the flickering fire, offered a temporary respite before the action-packed evening ahead. She adjusted her skirt delicately, mindful of the rough tree bark that served as a barrier between her and Zack, and sat on the grass.
As the day progressed, the sky transformed from a dull blue to a deeper shade, casting an eerie ambiance over the garden. The crackling flames grew brighter, illuminating the faces of their comrades gathered around. Insects chirped their melodic tunes, creating a symphony of nature's harmonies intermingling with the snaps and pops of the burning wood.
