Kael exhaled and lowered his gaze. Near the center of the field, half-buried in dirt and grass, lay his sword.
It was left there earlier when he disappeared into the forest. Now, seeing it again, he felt relief.
He picked up his sword and put it on his back.
As he straightened, Kael's eyes swept across the training ground and stopped.
On the far side of the field, standing near the side of the training ground, Elysia watched him.
For a heartbeat, Kael forgot to breathe.
(No wonder she's ranked number one) he thought.
(She's so much stronger… exactly like in the novel. To reach her level, I need more training. Much more.)
Almost as if sensing his thoughts, Elysia turned her head.
There was no hostility in his eyes when they saw each other, only an unshakable seriousness that carried like the weight of his resolve.
Elysia stiffened.
(What is this… feeling?) He thought.
