The Temple…
A school that had for generations, produced the talents that carried the Empire on their shoulders through the ages.
And the current generation was no exception.
Inside one of the training halls ..nothing more than a square arena of solid ground ... a different kind of chaos unfolded.
Within such a confined space, twenty young men and women moved at breakneck speed, constantly bombarded by dozens of attacks launched from beyond the arena's boundaries.
The sounds of explosions and destruction hadn't stopped for over an hour now.
Three instructors, led by Bonatiro, had surrounded the elite class students and relentlessly attacked them from afar.
Their only task was Survive until the end .. without stepping outside the arena.
Everyone was drenched in sweat, either fending off or dodging the terrifying waves of a master-class Wave Controller like Bonatiro.
