The training grounds were quiet, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the stone walls. The group lingered after Victor tested his new abilities, the excitement of his transformation still fresh. Lyra leaned on her greatsword, the massive blade casually resting against her shoulder, her emerald eyes fixed on Victor with a familiar glint of challenge.
"So," she began, a teasing smile tugging at her lips. "You've got horns, wings, and a tail now. You've shattered a training dummy with shadows and shown us all how terrifying you can look. But the real question is…" She paused, pointing her sword at him. "Can you fight?"
Victor blinked, caught off guard. "What?"
Lyra stepped forward, lowering her sword to tap the ground lightly. "Spar with me," she said, her grin widening. "You've got new powers. Let's see how well you can actually use them."
