(POV: Lumiere)
In the southern clearing, just outside the bustling Aldnoah Magic University, Ophelia stood with poise, her eyes fixed on the group of students engrossed in their training.
Clad in sleek black tracksuits, their attire seemed to possess a touch of modern elegance, undoubtedly the handiwork of Lucretia.
The emblem of the university gleamed proudly on the left breast pocket of their uniforms.
Anastasia, her breasts rising and falling with exertion, could be seen panting as she struggled through her push-ups.
Beads of sweat trickled down her forehead, as she grumbled.
"I'm a Cleric class, why do I have to do this much physical exercise... Isn't jogging in the morning enough?!"
Luna countered her complaints with a calm stare.
"Anastasia, just because your class doesn't demand much physically, doesn't mean you should neglect it entirely. Plus, push-ups aren't really that hard..."
