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One day later, since the academy returned to its bustling routines. The war had left its scars, but life was slowly resuming.
Astral Heaven Academy's students will trained with renewed determination, the echoes of their struggles driving them to become stronger.
Dabi, however, had been grappling with a different challenge: assembling the perfect team for the International Academy Tournament.
The tournament was a symbol of hope, a way to bring joy to the people after so much loss. But the weight of selecting the right teammates, those who could rise to the occasion, was immense. Sitting on a bench near the academy fountain, Dabi unfolded the parchment where he'd been jotting down names.
"Zen, Jeni, Kiba, Althea," he murmured to himself, his pen tapping against the paper. "Let's do this."