Chapter 10

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Four days later...

The Block B training ground buzzed with energy as recruits pushed themselves to manifest their Arts. Among them, Squad 5 trained intensely, each member focused on their regimen under the watchful eye of their instructor.

Althea Blakely.

Althea paced back and forth, her sharp gaze sweeping over the recruits, assessing their progress.

Lysandra and Lysander were engrossed in honing their newly manifested Arts, their movements swift and precise as they practiced their techniques.

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Lysander’s Art: Burst Art - “Royal Storm”

Lysander’s Art was aptly named, fitting his title and personality. With a swift motion of his hand, a glowing, storm-like aura formed around his sword, crackling with energy. He swung the blade, and arcs of electrified wind cut through the air, sharp and powerful.

Lysander spun his sword in a graceful arc, unleashing a burst of wind that sent the training dummy tumbling back. The aura around him pulsed with the energy of his Art, crackling with static.

Althea’s voice rang out across the field.

Althea
"Valen, control your output! No need to waste energy on excess flair."

Lysander narrowed his eyes, and the wind around him swirled tighter, responding to his command.

Lysander (thoughts)
This Art... it feels like a natural extension of me. Perfect.

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Lysandra’s Art: Sage Art - “Whispering Chains”

Lysandra, on the other hand, had manifested a more subtle but equally dangerous Art. Her twin swords glowed faintly as ethereal chains extended from their hilts, slithering through the air like serpents.

Lysandra focused, her amber eyes sharp as she directed the chains toward the targets in front of her. The chains whipped forward, wrapping around the dummies, pulling them in before she slashed through them with a single fluid motion.

Lysandra (thoughts)
These chains... they feel like an extension of my reach. I can attack from a distance and still keep my foes at bay.

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Nad’s Art: Burst Art - “Riptide Cleave”

Nad, still practicing his Burst Art, “Riptide Cleave,” swung his anchor weapon with violent force, the water-like energy surrounding it slicing through the air. His attacks were raw and powerful, shaking the ground with each swing.

Nad remained focused, as he channeled his energy into each strike.

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Jhan’s Training

On the other side of the training ground, Jhan focused on physical drills. He alternated between swinging his great sword with brute strength and switching to his dual axes with precision.

Althea stood at a distance, watching them all with critical eyes, noting their progress.

Flashback - Aegis University, Farwell’s Office - 4 Days Ago

Althea stood with her arms crossed, her sharp gaze fixed on Professor Farwell as he shuffled through a stack of documents on his cluttered desk.

The dim light of his office flickered slightly, casting long shadows across the room.

Farwell, adjusting his glasses, glanced up at her.

Farwell
"I’ll cut to the chase, Althea. I’m assigning you to oversee Block B's Squad 5."

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