Morning.
Just before dawn.
The dawn pierces through the last wisp of mist at the port, not to dispel the darkness but to illuminate the transformed harbor.
This is not the Lebia Continent.
A vessel specifically for transporting new recruits slowly docks. On the deck, Adam lets out a gentle breath, mixed with the salty sea breeze and an indescribable scent of distant, lingering energy remnants.
Beside him stand Tokke, Flying Squirrel, Pokanasha, and Eva—familiar squad members.
They are not in the Ring Tower City's Training Camp at the moment.
Of course, this doesn't mean they have graduated successfully; it's just that given the current situation and the opportunity, they have come here.
After all, the Void Vanguard Army arrived in the world sooner than expected, causing some casualties.
Although they are trainees, they are gifted individuals, and their level is not bad either.
