Chapter 55 The Path of Thunder
The wind whispered through the ancient trees of Nalanda's sacred groves, rustling the leaves in a cadence that seemed to echo the rhythm of Karn's own turbulent thoughts.
He stood on a small hill overlooking the vast expanse of the university grounds, his gaze fixed on the horizon. The first rays of dawn kissed the earth, bathing the world in gold and crimson hues, but his mind wandered far beyond this serene landscape.
It had been months since his arrival at Nalanda University, and those months had reshaped him in ways he was only beginning to understand. He had come here as a hopeful freshman, his heart filled with questions about his parents and a determination to grow stronger.
Now, his name was spoken with awe, envy, and expectation.