Faction War (Part 1)

Chapter 36: Faction War

It was a rare and precious day when Valeron decided to grant himself a well-deserved break. The diligent young man allowed himself the luxury of sleeping in, savoring those extra hours of rest. With no classes scheduled for the day, he intended to give both his mind and body a respite from the usual demands of the Black Rose Academy.

As the sun approached its zenith, and Valeron was indulging in a much-needed slumber, his peaceful respite was interrupted by a distinctive notification on his Holodevice. Groaning softly, he slowly peeled himself from the warm embrace of his bedsheets, sliding his legs off the side of the bed. His feet found their way to the cold stone floor, grounding him in reality.

He swiped the message open and quickly scanned it. The sender was none other than Tristan, and the message was clear: "Meet me at the dueling grounds." Valeron's brows furrowed slightly, a mix of curiosity and suspicion settling over him.