After an unorthodox thought of flames and explosions, my mind was more intrigued with perfecting my own techniques. I was forever lacking in athletic ability, but never was I last in my studies of Flame Art. As this was the one thing I excelled at I placed profound serious and diligence in it. However, that would have to wait as it was time for more hellish training. The mere thought of it sent an unpleasant sensation throughout my body. Simply put, it pissed me off. *** 2-Hour Endurance Training. (4 Sets) *** Extreme Trunk Training. (2-hour x 4 Sets) *** Weight Training. *** Sprinting. (200 Laps) *** After another exhausting session of hardening the body's muscles, and spirit, a break was taken. The students never piled up into one group, rather multiple groups spread all around that space. From the scurrying classmates all around the area, two male students sat on a small hill besides a small tree. They had spent half of the day with training their bodies' and breaki

The additional instructor placed a file to a desk with Inoyva's face with other details, and his Amadioha highlighted. He was not the only due to a fact that all other students in Class 12-C were placed to the table along with their highlighted Amadioha. She focused a portion of her attention to them but passed glances towards Ms. Relka to the side. Unlike she, who found it quite interesting, the students' abilities that is, Ms. Relka peered to a hustle and bustle all around. Her diligence as an instructor prompted unflinching concentration to her responsibilities. Interestingly, the additional Instructor would lightly pat Ms. Relka on her back. Her approach was truly sincere but under the rules of ethical behavior, she was overstepping her boundaries and acting presumptuous. "You have a good batch here, Rivoni." Ms. Relka who groaned at the sensation of her body being touched even though only the layer of clothing was the only part touched, shifted her eyes and broke unflinchin

Saturday, afternoon. It was that time. Candidates, the students of elite academies resided at their dormitory buildings for the majority of the time of the initial start of the training period, but strangely enough were permitted to go out on the weekend. To that temporary new sense of freedom looming in their grasps, majority of them left to dabble in relaxation and have fun since this was the time prying eyes from instructors could not reach them. It was also time to heal tired bodies and stimulate hormones responsible for pleasure and joy. Setra residence. From the large mansion, into one of the rooms, a reality channel aired in the spacious living room. It was loud enough to encompass their entire room but the sole person in the room was neither listening nor focusing her eyes at the screen. “Ladies and gentlemen! Her debut was the cause of many suitors’ hearts to fall into disarray! Her latest achie

Ntsako recalled hearing a “whooshing” sound coming from behind. Despite being able to catch the sound, he could not stare behind to identify but it was definitely a projectile, a technique from a Destroyer Art. Not knowing what technique it may have been, but would ultimately cause harm to his body, he proceeded to evade swiftly. Taking a leapt a few meters into the air, it would pass beneath. He was correct in doing so. Surprisingly, the projectile that was thrown grazed a part of some objects on the ground, passing by blasting through. The light induced projectile left a long continuous streak on the middle of the wall Ntsako was previously running parallel across. Not forgetting the individuals who launched a threatening projectile in the first place, Ntsako required to do everything in his power to get away from them indefinitely. Therefore, he turned right into a narrow passageway riddled with boxes, ladders and all kinds of equipment used. As of yet, the 3 pursuers followe

The paved over ground which was walked upon by tens of thousands of pupils before for a significant amount of years, unfortunately was currently covered by a thin layer of dust which steadily dissipated to reveal marks of destruction and fire. A confrontation between the two sides that dealt such damages to the land would anticipate an attack from the enemy and they would evidently counterattack, leading to more damage of the surrounding area. That could not be avoided due to a fact that they stood toe-to-toe with each other, more conflict brewed. Ntsako quickly glanced in front of him in order to identify whoever was at the forefront and blocked the technique from the previous Destroyer Art, that being Flame Art. When the dust cleared, with no other obstacle obstructing his view, he could finally see it was. On the very top of a clear, flame wall of a strange origin, a figure was revealed to be Inoyva. To his surprise, Ntsako would widen his eyes indefinitely. He hadn’t expecte