The training ground behind the Veyl Academy hummed with heat and wind. Twilight had settled over the city, painting the clouds in ember-orange hues, and within the circle of cracked stone, Kaen Suro and Khael Corzedar stood face-to-face.
A faint line of steam rose between them — the residual pulse of Shinrei clashing.
Ceyla, Lira, Juno, Rael, and the trio—Saya Kurenai, Kenji Gas, and Shigeo Motome—watched from the edge of the field. Each knew what was coming: Kaen was about to test something new.
Ceyla crossed her arms, electricity buzzing faintly at her fingertips.
"Don't burn the whole damn courtyard again, flame boy."
Kaen smirked, stretching his neck until it cracked.
"No promises."
Khael exhaled, wind rippling the dirt around his feet. "Alright, Kaen. Show me what you've been working on."
The ground thrummed. Kaen lowered his stance, Shinrei flowing through his veins like molten fire. But this time, it was… different.
