CHAPTER 47: THE FESTIVAL OF LIGHT BEGINS! The roars and cheers from the crowd filled the huge stadium. People from all over the continent had gathered there in one place to watch the display of the newest gifted generation the gifted academy had to offer. The people there numbered to about a hundred thousand, the air was lively and filled with lots of cheers. The sky was clear and the morning sun shining down at them with all it's beauty and glamour. This was the day to show support for the young heroes. Amidst the crows was Teresa, Marko's mother and Shayla his best friend. The remaining members of the core five were also present there and a majority of the people of their village. There were also supporters from the bigger towns and cities present. In the continent, there was no such thing as rulers like kings and governors. What carried the highest power was the gifted academy wore itself. It was

CHAPTER 46: THE TEACHER'S CONFERENCE A big round table surrounded by numerous seats dominated the room at the top of the tower. The room, with its high ceiling and grand windows, overlooked the sprawling grounds of the gifted academy. Here, the prized teachers, the protectors and mentors of the nation's most promising youths, gathered for a crucial meeting. "We have to make sure the tournament this time around goes well," said one of the teachers, his voice tense with the weight of the responsibility. "Since when has it never gone well?" another teacher replied, a hint of exasperation in her tone. She was a veteran, having witnessed many such gatherings, each fraught with its own set of challenges. "The circumstances in Saceria make this even harder on us," interjected a third teacher, his brow furrowed in concern. "The faith of the people in us is very weak at this moment. They doubt our capabilitie

CHAPTER 46: THE TEACHER'S CONFERENCE A big round table surrounded by numerous seats dominated the room at the top of the tower. The room, with its high ceiling and grand windows, overlooked the sprawling grounds of the gifted academy. Here, the prized teachers, the protectors and mentors of the nation's most promising youths, gathered for a crucial meeting. "We have to make sure the tournament this time around goes well," said one of the teachers, his voice tense with the weight of the responsibility. "Since when has it never gone well?" another teacher replied, a hint of exasperation in her tone. She was a veteran, having witnessed many such gatherings, each fraught with its own set of challenges. "The circumstances in Saceria make this even harder on us," interjected a third teacher, his brow furrowed in concern. "The faith of the people in us is very weak at this moment. They doubt our capabilities more than ever." "But we are the only line of defense for the people," ano

CHAPTER 47: THE FESTIVAL OF LIGHT BEGINS! The roars and cheers from the crowd filled the huge stadium. People from all over the continent had gathered there in one place to watch the display of the newest gifted generation the gifted academy had to offer. The people there numbered to about a hundred thousand, the air was lively and filled with lots of cheers. The sky was clear and the morning sun shining down at them with all it's beauty and glamour. This was the day to show support for the young heroes. Amidst the crows was Teresa, Marko's mother and Shayla his best friend. The remaining members of the core five were also present there and a majority of the people of their village. There were also supporters from the bigger towns and cities present. In the continent, there was no such thing as rulers like kings and governors. What carried the highest power was the gifted academy wore itself. It was

CHAPTER 46: THE TEACHER'S CONFERENCE A big round table surrounded by numerous seats dominated the room at the top of the tower. The room, with its high ceiling and grand windows, overlooked the sprawling grounds of the gifted academy. Here, the prized teachers, the protectors and mentors of the nation's most promising youths, gathered for a crucial meeting. "We have to make sure the tournament this time around goes well," said one of the teachers, his voice tense with the weight of the responsibility. "Since when has it never gone well?" another teacher replied, a hint of exasperation in her tone. She was a veteran, having witnessed many such gatherings, each fraught with its own set of challenges. "The circumstances in Saceria make this even harder on us," interjected a third teacher, his brow furrowed in concern. "The faith of the people in us is very weak at this moment. They doubt our capabilities more than ever." "But we are the only line of defense for the people," anot