The first light of dawn crept over the horizon, casting a golden hue across the training ground. The air was thick with anticipation as students gathered, their voices a blend of excitement and apprehension. The usual sounds of morning—chirping birds and rustling leaves—were drowned out by the buzz of chatter and the clinking of gear. Today was no ordinary day; it was a day of challenge, a day to test their mettle.
Standing at the forefront, Instructor Thrain towered over the crowd, his presence commanding and authoritative. His silver hair glinted in the early sunlight, and his piercing blue eyes scanned the sea of eager faces.
Flanked by the other professors and instructors, who nodded in agreement, Thrain raised his hand for silence. The students fell quiet, their eyes fixed on him, a mix of hope and anxiety swirling in the air.
