Today's session was different; to push the trio past their limits into the paradise of C-rank, Marcus had designed a regimen to test them. Each was assigned a distinct component of the training, split into three parts, each going to one.
Nova stood in the center of the main arena, clutching his daggers. Marcus faced him, his shadow tendrils curling at his feet, a smirk tugging his lips. The one-on-one was planned for Marcus to use his shadow manipulation in actuality, instead of just using his martial arts, like he did yesterday.
Elesch sat cross-legged in a corner, her eyes closed, delving into her Ability Chamber for meditation and training. She rested her rapier above her knees, smiling.
Adam, on the other hand, was in the holographic training bay, surrounded by D-rank monsters who resembled goblins but with sharper claws and menacing eyes.
