When we reached the Training Grounds, the sun was beginning its long descent back down towards the horizon, but for the moment the harsh golden light of noon streamed down onto the black sand of the Training Grounds.
There were a few Knights and Saints practicing around the gigantic field of sand, some in pairs and others alone, whilst the black skinned Wolfkin Vienna was practicing with her twin falchions, her muscular body surrounded by arcs of gleaming metal.
Jahi and I found the sparsest area and settled down, sitting in front of one another and pressing our palms together to begin cultivating our mana.
It was a simple procedure, and one that gave a large suite of benefits for us both as we swapped twin orbs of mana between one another.
Being able to hone already potent magic even further would always be a boon, since even the smallest increase could induce large amounts of damage onto our enemies.
