"This is the combat class," Mr. Ross announced, standing at the center of a vast room. The space resembled a mini hall, its walls lined with shelves brimming with a variety of weapons. Swords of all shapes and sizes, gleaming daggers, battle-axes, halberds, and even modern energy-based weapons filled the racks, each meticulously arranged as if waiting for the perfect wielder. Shields and armor pieces adorned the corners, their designs ranging from ancient and ornate to sleek and futuristic.
On the far side of the room stood a massive fighting ring. The surface of the ring bore countless marks and scars—evidence of countless battles fought within its bounds. Burn marks from fire spells, cracks from heavy blows, and faint bloodstains that even the best cleaning spells couldn't fully erase told the story of hard-fought duels.
