The students of Class A garnered in the spacious hall, which housed a splendid array of close + long combat equipment.
The room was jammed with each type of weapons, fighting tools, and potions — everything a young warrior might need, save for spell books.
"Students, Form a line according to your roll numbers and collect one at a time."
Jessica's specification peeled through the chamber.
She took action by vocation out names, and each student stepped forward to select their preferred gear.
The operation subsisted smoothly until it was Jass's turn to choose.
"Roll number seven, Jass Stella!"
Jessica has a warm smile.
Jass came to light from the line, made her route to the front.
Both she and Jessica take stock of the magnificent equipment laid out before them.
Their eyeballs abroad over the variegated multitude of weaponry and implements.
