The holidays had finally arrived at Moore Academy, marking the end of a grueling year filled with relentless exams. The Prodigy Exam, which Director Gold Moore had hyped up as incredibly tough, was fast approaching, promising formidable opponents. The words of the new Supreme General, Dante Zaron, still echoed in everyone's minds:
"Push yourselves, the new generation must shine."
In Baringer, the air buzzed with a fresh energy, mixed with anticipation and determination. Under the dappled shade of an old oak tree in the Mendoris manor's garden, Areyos leaned against the rough trunk, scribbling in his father's journal. The yellowed pages, filled with strategic notes and sketches of techniques, gave off a faint scent of ink and leather. A few meters away, Kaiser was training their cousins—Jenny, Seyca, and Eli—alongside Yoko in a clearing where the grass was trampled from their movements. Shouts and bursts of energy punctuated the warm early afternoon air.
