The Blackhawk academy members arrived at the beautiful grassland past which was the Light Dance Academy.
Someone was already there, waiting to welcome them, so they only had to follow the person to go to the academy.
Ning looked out through the window and was a little surprised to see how normal an academy it was. With massive front gates, a beautiful garden, and students coming in and out, this was what an academy should have been in the first place. Not the barren wasteland-looking gloomy place that the Blackhawk Academy was.
"Let's get off," the teacher said once they all arrived and were the first to get off. Then, one after another the students got off too.
Ning breathed the fresh air of this new place, feeling as though he hadn't smelled something this natural in months. He felt as though he finally got a sufficient amount of oxygen in a single breath, which felt impossible in the plant-less academy.
