Cunning crafter

Students dispersed from the dining hall, heading to their respective combat classes once breakfast was done. Vic, Ivy, and David headed to their session, which focused on honing their abilities, while Angelica and Silas walked toward the dojo for their martial arts training.

As they stepped inside, the dojo was already bustling with activity. Most of the students had donned their crimson-red gis and were lined up, waiting for Sensei Josh to arrive and begin the class. The air was thick with anticipation, yet a strange undercurrent of restlessness filled the room.

Silas glanced at Angelica before quietly slipping into the changing room. He emerged moments later, now dressed in his own red gi, the soft fabric feeling familiar against his skin as he joined the row of waiting students.

"Where's Sensei?" Angelica asked from beside Silas, her eyes scanning the dojo in confusion.

"I don't know," Silas replied, shaking his head slightly.