[Euphoria— Morning]
Morning finally came, painting cold and silver ruins over Euphoria— the mist still hanging over the rocky terrain like unfinished thoughts.
Birds perched quietly on the tower rails in their normal early morning routine while distant waterfalls murmured across the ravine.
The entire academy was already awake, training groups forming across the eastern part of the field, weapons clashing far off, sparks of magic fluttering through the air from early warmups.
Combat drills were scheduled for the day, and almost every student was busy adjusting gear, tightening gloves, slinging weapons, and testing their powers.
But at the far edge of the training ground, Valkyrie stood alone beside a stone pillar, quietly fastening the dark metallic bracers on her forearms.
