Book2Chapter4
Tavany's POV The training ground looked different by dawn. The rain had passed, leaving shallow puddles that reflected the pale glow of cracked streetlamps. Beneath my feet, I felt the city stirring awake—energy humming through concrete, steel, and the wires overhead. Every vibration carried meaning now. Every subtle shift felt like a language I was finally beginning to understand. The anomalies were already assembled when I stepped onto the training ground. In the gray morning light, their expressions were sharper, more analytical. Expectation pressed against me from every direction. Today wasn’t just about refining control—it was about confrontation. Physical. Mental. Magical. I wouldn’t just bend shadows from a distance. I would move through them, fight within them, survive inside the
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