Feast

"We will use this underground gym for the meantime. Remember that you all are thought to be miles away from this institute so refrain from leaving underground." Jirile gripped on her sword. "As you remain here, we will also test your skills whenever we want. I suppose, you have nothing against it."

"Then..." Aaron stood up and took a sword. "Let me test you first."

"..." Jirile sighed. "It's the opposite, to make it clear with you."

Herlye entered the gym witch a stack of paper on her hand. She looked around, searching for someone until Neodelle spoke as he watched the sparring in front of him. "She's not here."

"Is that so?" She scratched the bridge of her nose. "Thanks for letting me know."