"FINISHED!"
A booming voice echoed across the forest, bringing every movement to a halt.
Those still locked in battle were lifted away by great birds, while the ones not fighting were signaled to return.
"The test is over. That was so thrilling," Andine said, her long yellow hair—tied in a loose ponytail—now a little messy, dust smudging her cheek. Her legs ached, but her spirit blazed with energy.
Fighting alongside Fian and the others had been exhilarating.
For the first time, she explored an area she had rarely touched before—close combat. She wasn't just a healer standing safely in the rear anymore; this time, she had been right at the front.
And in this team, she was the only one with a melee attack. She hadn't felt fear, though. Behind her stood teammates brimming with talent, people she could trust.
And it was true—more than once, Fian had saved her from deadly strikes.
