With a heavy heart and a determined mind, I made my way to the demon training center. The center stood like a fortress at the edge of the city, its tall, dark stone walls giving off an air of intimidation.
The massive iron gates were adorned with intricate carvings of ancient demons and their legendary battles. As I stepped through the gates, the clang of metal and the thud of heavy footsteps echoed through the open training grounds.
Inside, the training center was a hive of activity. Demons of all shapes and sizes were engaged in various forms of combat training.
Some practiced their weapon skills with razor-sharp swords and deadly spears, while others honed their magical abilities, conjuring elemental forces with precision and power. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and the sound of grunts and shouts as they pushed themselves to their limits.
