The atmosphere in the dojo was lively as the students practiced their newly learned footwork techniques. The rhythmic thuds of feet hitting the ground echoed through the room, and occasional murmurs of encouragement and competition filled the air. William, alongside the others, tried to perfect his movements, adjusting his stance and focusing on his balance.
Suddenly, their instructor, an old man with a commanding presence and a sharp gaze, stepped onto the platform. With a single wave of his hand, the noise in the room died down, and all eyes turned toward him.
"Enough," he said, his voice carrying authority despite its calm tone. "Stop what you're doing. I have an announcement to make."
The students straightened, curiosity and unease washing over them. William noticed how some shifted nervously, while others leaned forward with anticipation.
The instructor's gaze swept over the class. "Next week, you will face your first hunting test."
