บท 178: A LITTLE FLASHBACK

In the quiet stillness of the lounge's backyard, Morris, Kaelen, and Ethan stood in a loose circle, grins on their faces as they prepared for a friendly duel. Their weapons gleamed in the sunlight—Morris gripping a normal mage staff, Kaelen holding a sleek silver longsword, and Ethan with a well crafted daggers, radiating an aura of quiet confidence.

They squared off, nodding to one another before Morris made the first move. With a flick of his wrist, he conjured a swirling gust of wind, laced with ice, aiming to catch both of his friends off guard. Kaelen, moving with sharp precision, dashed to the side, narrowly avoiding the blast as he retaliated with a sweeping arc of his blade that sent a thin stream of lightning toward Ethan.