Adeline and Mila's footsteps echoed sharply through the marble hallway, so quick, they drew curious glances from the scattered apprentices loitering near the arched windows and wide pillars.
The two girls moved like a gust of wind, weaving past groups deep in discussion over their elemental progress and tactical breakthroughs.
Bits of conversation floated in the air—talks of enhanced spells, successful barrier manipulation, and even someone claiming they'd made a flower bloom using raw mana alone.
Beyond the hallway, the open expanse of the training arena sprawled out like a coliseum carved into the heart of the academy grounds.
The stone flooring was etched with ancient glyphs that shimmered faintly depending on the type of magic being used above them—wards for safety, runes to enhance power, and ever-shifting lines that changed to match each apprentice's affinity.
