Raine’s POV
Morning came too fast. One blink and the sun was already glaring through the glass panels of my window, dragging me back into a world I wasn’t ready to face. The air felt tense the moment I stepped outside, heavy with the kind of silence that promised trouble.
We stood at the edge of the training field, right before the trial gates ... massive iron doors lined with glowing runes that hummed faintly, as if alive. Five professors stood a few feet ahead, waiting behind a long, dark table that looked like something ripped straight from a courtroom.
Their robes caught the morning light, gold threads glittering against deep navy fabric. They all looked serious, too serious for something that was supposedly a “school exercise.”
Among them stood Professor Veyra, face painted in tha
