It was the same mystical chamber deep within the Castle, the enchanted space where he'd honed his skills with Alzera and his team during the grueling training arc.
It was a vast, dome-like arena forged from ancient divine constructs, its walls shimmering with ethereal runes that pulsed like living veins.
The floor was a mosaic of hardened starstone, capable of shifting into various terrains—forests, dunes, or rocky crags—for simulated combat.
In the center stood rows of magical dummies and golems, animated constructs of the beasts found in the most unique dungeons.
They had hulking and metallic forms, etched with glowing sigils that activated on command.
The air hummed with latent magic. Aeric could even smell that there was a recent session here. Maybe Alzera and the crew had trained here today.
Aeric entered alone, the heavy doors sealing behind him with a resonant thud.
His mind was laser-focused on the Anti Harm skill, the pinnacle of his upgrades from Edna.
