Chapter 45: The Imposter

As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the vast garden at the back of the Academy, Asher found himself engrossed in his training.

His movements were precise and fluid as he wielded the long training sword, its blade emanating an indigo-colored energy.

His focus was unwavering, and the rhythmic sound of the sword slicing through the air echoed in the tranquil space.

Shadow stood beside Asher, observing his training with a playful glint in their eyes. "You've been training diligently, Asher. But let's talk about Liam and his group. It's quite the collection of students he's gathered, isn't it?"

Asher paused for a moment, catching his breath, and turned to look at Shadow. "Yes, it is. Liam is an interesting character ."

Shadow grinned, clearly amused. "Resourceful indeed. He picked the most suspicious ones and brought them together."

A faint smile tugged at the corner of Asher's lips. "That might not be far from the truth. I can see why he chose them."