When they entered the forest, the air seemed to grow heavier.
The rustling leaves and occasional gusts of wind were the only sounds, creating an eerie stillness that made the players glance at each other uneasily.
"This place is... quiet," Maria murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.
"It's supposed to be," Alia said, leading the way confidently. "The forest is enchanted to keep distractions to a minimum during lessons. It's also a way to heighten your senses—keep your focus sharp."
As they walked deeper into the woods, the trees thinned out, and they found themselves stepping into a large, sunlit clearing.
In the middle of the opening stood several groups of academy students, each wearing the distinctive uniforms of Cardon Academy.
At the center of the gathering was a Fhrem, a race known for their tall, willowy frames and silvery, almost metallic skin.
The Fhrem's piercing eyes locked onto the group as they approached.