In the elemental plane, the sky was dominated by a towering storm. Its presence both ominous and awe-inspiring. The first-year students, scattered across the battlefield, couldn't help but notice the growing tempest.
The many of them still surviving in various ways, stealth, mental domination, and through fierce battle, all recalled the same memory: the storm that a certain boy had summoned. Lassim's terrifying power during that first and only duel in the battle class against Lustria.
Through the eyes of various first years, they came to a quick an easy decision. They would try and reach the eye of the storm to get some respite.
