Elira strolled around the training grounds with her hands clasped behind her back, casually chatting with Marco as her eyes followed the young shamans practicing their forms.
*BOOM-BOOM*
*BOOM*
*BOOM*
Molex, Brad, Pise, and Zenim successfully split their wooden dummies in half, while Jerald, Tridon, and Vraden were the only ones who had yet to fully master the Third Form.
Marco approached the successful students with a proud smile and congratulated them on their hard work.
Meanwhile, Cinderela strolled into the training grounds and headed straight toward the building, paying no attention to the greetings directed her way.
The young shamans resumed their training, and the sounds of lightning and splintering wood continued to echo across the grounds.
Time passed, and before long, the afternoon sun hung high overhead.
Once lunchtime arrived, all of the students were called inside the building.
Everyone except Daniel.
