As the sun climbed steadily over the towering spires of the Dark Knight Academy, warm light spilled across stone pathways already crowded with students making their way toward the grand training hall on the eastern side of the grounds. The atmosphere was alive with movement and restless anticipation, uniforms brushing past one another as both first-years and second-years converged on the same destination. Inside the massive hall, rows of students gathered together, all dressed in their designated training attire, the space echoing faintly with footsteps and overlapping voices.
The hall itself buzzed with conversation, speculation flowing freely as students whispered to one another, each trying to guess what kind of training awaited them. Some sounded excited, others wary, but none truly relaxed. The academy had a reputation, after all, and surprises here were rarely pleasant.
