At night, Hexia walked along the deserted mountain path, the night wind blowing incessantly.
The day's classes were already well learned, and with ample time today, she was going to meet that special 'teacher'.
Although the road was pitch-black at night, it did not pose a problem for her. The perception ability attached to her profession allowed her to easily avoid stones and traverse the grassland filled with the sounds of insects.
This was the place. She came to the edge of a cliff, leapt lightly down, and then a faint white light emerged on the surface of her body, making her lighter. Finally, she landed next to a lake shrouded in mist.
She took a few steps forward, jumped lightly, and ice flowers emerged one by one along the lake's edge. She then easily stepped over them, moving towards the center of the lake.
However, today there was no small ice island in the lake, indicating that the 'teacher' was currently in hibernation.
