Finally, the taxi began to slow as a towering fortress-like compound appeared on a hill, its gates marked by a blazing sigil of a sword cutting through the heavens.
The taxi came to a halt in front of the black mana-coated gate. Bruce got out first. Sophie stepped out beside him, her hair catching the wind.
Bruce slipped two gold coins into the driver's hand.
The man bowed instinctively. "Thank you, sir."
The taxi shot away the next second, leaving only the faint echo of exhaust in the air.
Bruce and Sophie stood shoulder to shoulder before the colossal gates looming ahead, dark iron overlaid with glowing runes, reinforced with mana inscriptions. Above it, carved in obsidian stone, were the words:
[SUPREMACY TRAINING HALL]
Even from outside, immense power throbbed from within, like the silent heartbeat of a beast waiting to devour the weak.
Bruce narrowed his eyes slightly. Sophie watched him with a faint smile.
