I would do it Again!

Dame, immersed in the dimly lit confines of the Dark Space, felt a rush of adrenaline as he stood opposite the special statue. The training with this unique construct was crucial, given his precarious position within the academy. 

Being someone who shouldn't have been in the academy in the first place, the stakes were high. Discovery of his true identity would land him in dire straits, far worse than any regular student or faculty member could imagine. His existence in this clandestine environment was a delicate dance on the edge of a razor-sharp blade.

The necessity of secrecy meant that Dame couldn't practice or hone his skills in the open, where prying eyes could easily unravel his carefully constructed façade. The Dark Space, with its oppressive shadows and muffling silence, offered a sanctuary where he could unleash his full potential without fear.