The morning air was crisp, carrying with it the scent of dew-laden foliage and the undercurrent of anticipation that had settled over the sanctuary.
It was on this day, under the watchful gaze of Jungoria's ancient canopy, that I found myself standing before Toren, the weight of his gaze a palpable force that seemed to anchor me to the spot.
"Ethan," Toren's voice cut through the morning stillness, his tone imbued with a solemnity that immediately drew my full attention.
"The time has come for you to venture beyond these walls, to face the wilderness of Jungoria and the threats it harbours. Your first mission awaits."
The words resonated within me, a clarion call that marked the end of one chapter and the beginning of another.
Training had been a gruelling journey, a path paved with sweat, discipline, and the relentless pursuit of mastery.
