Skylar woke at dawn the next day. The academy was her new home, yet it still felt foreign. The events of the previous day-the trial, the unknown power, being assigned a mentor-still echoed loudly in her mind. She took a deep breath and sat up in bed. Her room was simple but cozy: a bed, a small desk, a wardrobe, and a window that looked out over the mountains. The first rays of sunlight had already begun painting the landscape in pale gold, signaling that training would soon begin.A sharp knock snapped her out of her thoughts."Move it, Dawin!" Damian Silverman's voice rang out, cold and impatient. "If you're not in front of me in full gear in ten seconds, your day will start off worse than you can imagine."Skylar leapt from bed, threw on her uniform, and opened the door. Damian stood with his arms crossed, his expression bored yet piercing."I see you're not completely useless," he muttered, turning away. "Follow me."As they crossed the academy courtyard, Skylar watched the other
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