Students began moving toward the racks, their steps hesitant but eager. The walls were lined with an assortment of weapons—swords, spears, daggers, and bows—each one carefully crafted and enchanted for training purposes.
Arthur walked over, his eyes scanning the choices before settling on a standard longsword. The weight felt natural in his grip, a familiar sensation that stirred memories of his past life's combat training. Nearby, Alex confidently selected a spear, his expression brimming with determination, while Alicia picked twin daggers, testing their balance with a graceful twirl.
"Line up!" Samantha's voice cut through the growing noise, sharp and authoritative.
The students quickly formed rows around the training area, their attention fixed on the instructor as she stepped into the center.
