The morning sun filtered through the tall windows of the Class S dormitory, casting long golden streaks across Noel's floor. Dressed in his training uniform, he was already stepping out of his room, a sheet of parchment folded in his hand.
The night before, after the meeting with Daemar and Rauk, the academy had posted new flyers—this time with specific instructions about the training location.
They were to report to the outer training grounds. There, a new building had been constructed over what used to be a sealed-off section of the academy's ancient underground tunnels. According to the announcement, the tunnels had been completely renovated over the summer.
'So they actually went through with it,' Noel thought as he walked. 'Remodeled tunnels, reinforced walls, upgraded magical insulation… seems like the academy really dropped a fortune on this.'
He pulled the parchment open again to reread the summary.