The afternoon light bathed the academy grounds in a golden hue as Trafalgar walked toward the dormitories. His shoulders ached from the duel with Eryndor, the faint pain lingering like a reminder that he'd survived something far beyond his level.
'First class with him and I already learned an epic skill… not bad,' he thought, stretching his neck. '[Earthsplitter]—stagger and stun potential, perfect for breaking heavy defenses. I didn't expect to pull it off that fast, but I guess that's what happens when I push Sword Insight past its limit.'
His fingers flexed subconsciously, still remembering the motion of the strike. The feedback pain in his skull had finally started to fade, replaced by a dull throb that almost felt comforting. 'Guess I'm getting used to it. Still, most of my skills are barely level one or two… I should work on that soon.'
