Fractured Veil

The morning air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of damp earth as Grace stood in the center of Greenstone's training grounds. The newly reinforced barrier shimmered above them, its vibrant green hues still glowing faintly from last night's fusion of the new Spirit Stone.

But today wasn't about the barrier.

It was about strengthening the warriors inside it.

She pulled out a wooden box from her special inventory that was created for the sole purpose of keeping her treasures safe. Lifting the lid, she revealed the twenty shimmering Level Two Spirit Stones in different colors - each no larger than a marble, yet pulsing with raw power.

There were a total of seventy-seven warriors in Greenstone, and right now, they all were watching Grace and the box in her hand in quiet anticipation. Most of them had seen these stones before, known about the power they held, but none had ever dared to use one.