As Elsa approached the training field, towering obsidian pillars rose into view, sleek, polished, and impossibly tall, their glossy surfaces catching the light in sharp, blinding streaks. They stood like silent guardians, arranged in precise symmetry across the vast expanse of the arena. The ground beneath her feet was a smooth stretch of dark stone, etched faintly with glowing runic lines that pulsed like a heartbeat beneath the surface. The entire space felt less like a training ground and more like a battleground carved out for war, grand, intimidating, and breathtaking in its extravagance.Stepping in, she noticed three massive pillars facing each other at the center, with another three stationed at the front like watchtowers. There were no seats, no resting corners, only the cold, imposing pillars surrounding the students in a wide, open circle, as though daring them to prove their worth.Her gaze shifted to the students already assembled, all clad in their training fits. They wo
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