Synopsis: Kenji and Ayumi leave the village to train Shinra in the forest.
And so, they left Mayra Village, abandoning the familiar comfort of community for the silent embrace of the Glimmerwood. 🚶♂️🚶♀️
Their new home was a small cabin 🛖, built by Kenji's calloused hands, nestled deep among ancient, gnarled oaks. The air here was thicker, alive with the rustle of unseen creatures 🐾 and the distant, guttural cries of demons.
Ayumi began Shinra's magical training 🧘♀️ with a fervent intensity. "Feel it, Shinra," Ayumi instructed. "It's like the water 💧, flowing. You don't force the river, you guide it."
Shinra closed his eyes, his small hand, the black symbol 🌑 a stark contrast against his skin, outstretched. 集中 🌊
"Control, Shinra," Ayumi reiterated. "Control is not about stopping the flow. It's about directing it. Like a dam. You don't stop the river, you channel its strength." ⚙️
She taught him exercises of focus, of meditation, of visualizing the energy within him as a contained flame. 🧘♂️ What took ordinary mages years to grasp, Shinra mastered in weeks, then days. 🚀