We're staging a rebelion

The first light of dawn had barely touched the horizon when I stirred from my slumber. The night had been restless, my mind plagued by thoughts of Leora and the enigmatic barrier at the training center. Yet, as the new day beckoned, I pushed aside my worries and focused on the routine that kept me grounded.

With practiced ease, I donned my training attire, a simple tunic and breeches that allowed for freedom of movement. The castle grounds were silent as I stepped out, the world still cloaked in the soft hues of pre-dawn.

I began my morning exercises, a series of stretches and calisthenics that warmed my muscles and sharpened my focus. I transitioned into a run, my feet carrying me along the well-worn paths that snaked through the castle's expansive gardens.