Dot's heart raced as she stepped through the portal, her surroundings instantly changing from the chaotic battlefield of her village she was accustomed to, into something far more serene and awe-inspiring. The first thing she noticed was the sheer number of people, but what struck her most was that they were all children—her age or even younger—engaged in intense sparring matches.
Everywhere she looked, there were children wielding different kinds of weapons—swords clashing with spears, axes swinging through the air, and daggers being deftly handled with precision. Despite their age, they moved with a skill and confidence that left Dot speechless. The sun bathed the scene in a warm glow, the gentle breeze carried the scent of flowers, and towering ancient trees stood as silent guardians over the sparring grounds.
