Three days had passed since the Storm Faction meeting, and August found himself in his personal training room. The spacious chamber was composed of a well-fortified wall of sturdy rock and mana resilient materials. The air crackled with anticipation as August prepared for his rigorous training session.
In the center of the room stood a sturdy wooden platform, polished to a shine from years of use. August stood upon it, his gaze focused and determined. The room was dimly lit, with soft rays of sunlight filtering through small windows, casting an ethereal glow upon the scene.
August's right hand held the Elven Spirit Staff, a weapon of elegant design and intricate carvings. Atop the staff, a flame-shaped spirit stone radiated a faint glow. Swirling around it was the manifestation of August's [Expansive Wind Blade] spell, a mesmerizing display of power and control.
