During that night, Malakai and Valentine discussed numerous scenarios of which the Third Pulse, Varnel, would use to get to Malakai.
Malakai had believed Valentine's words, considering everything the ghost said had made perfect sense.
However, no matter how many scenarios they came up with, it was difficult to know which one exactly Varnel would go with.
Still, they chose the most likely ones and narrowed their focus to that. After coming up with countermeasures for all, they ended up calling it a night.
And just like that, time passed in a blur. Days turned to months, and on a cold morning, the loud clash of weapons filled the air as youths clashed continuously in a large field.
In the middle of this field were multiple instructors who stood with their hands behind their backs, watching the ongoing battles with focused eyes.
Occasionally, some of the instructors would disappear and reappear just as fast, having stopped one of the youths from delivering a killing blow.
