Aura Training (2)

The sun began its slow descent, casting long shadows across the training grounds, as if nature itself acknowledged the weight of the students' aspirations. The scent of crushed grass mingled with the metallic tang of sweat, creating a unique fragrance that permeated the air. 

The training grounds of the Freljord Academy were abuzz with activity as the students sparred, honing their skills in preparation for the upcoming ranking battles. The crisp evening air carried the clashing of blades and the determined shouts of students, setting the stage for the arduous battles that lay ahead.

Amidst this vibrant backdrop, I found myself standing at the center of it all, where the energy was palpable. My eyes never wavered from Evan, who had agreed to teach me the art of aura manipulation at my request.