Professor Vale's commanding voice echoed through the hallways as he led the students out of the auditorium.
"Follow me to the training grounds," he instructed, his brisk pace forcing the group to hurry in his wake.
The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the sprawling academy grounds as they emerged from the climate-controlled building. A gentle breeze carried the scent of freshly cut grass, mingling with the metallic tang of the high-tech equipment scattered throughout the area.
As they approached their destination, Levi's eyes widened at the sight before him. The usually open training field had been transformed into a hub of activity. Several assistants, easily identifiable by their distinctive blue and silver uniforms, moved with purpose across the grounds. They were engrossed in the meticulous arrangement of strange devices that Levi had never seen before.
