The class started filing out, following Celia through an arched doorway that led into the practical training grounds in Wing 6. The murmurs had resumed—louder now. Everyone was buzzing about the combat pairs.
Some were thrilled.
Most were terrified.
As we stepped into the training coliseum, the atmosphere changed.
Massively.
The ceiling arched high above us, enchanted to reflect the sky outside. Marble stone tiles lined the ground, etched with glowing sigils.
Mana saturation in the air was thicker than outside. Every breath felt like it was laced with power.
Celia walked to the center of the coliseum and turned. "You've all been paired based on compatibility, potential synergy, and your unique abilities. These evaluations were drawn from your entrance records and mana signatures."
She paused.
"In other words… this wasn't random."
I frowned. That meant whoever made the decision thought Amelia and I would work well together.
