Day after day, Lira and Maelin made their way to the training grounds. The elemental stones glimmered under the sun, marking their focus and determination. Lira concentrated on her earth vines, practicing every movement, from subtle shifts of soil to lifting small rocks and guiding them with precision. She kept her air element hidden, careful not to reveal the extra strength it lent to her control.
Maelin, on the other hand, moved with fiery intensity, her flames dancing around her hands, sparking and curling as she practiced attacks and defensive flows. Lira watched her sometimes, noticing how Maelin's movements had become sharper, faster, more confident.
