Patricia Martin
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? Minutes later, Lyrian entered the almost futuristic streets of the Anaviotis campus city with Alten and Leon. From the other layer of the school, all they had to do was make their way across the large opening up front and then get their way past the gates guarding the establishment. There were guards stationed there, people whom Lyrian noticed were real people, working real jobs... They made it to the city streets right outside of the walls, where the paths were smooth and made up of clean…-
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Eyes of the students gathered in front of the arena suddenly all turned to look over their shoulders as Lyrian, who was currently sitting on the ground, got up to his feet. "Don't worry... I wasn't touching the floor," he said as he calmly walked over to the stage. As he did, several confused expressions followed each step. Confused expressions, perplexed expressions, and even some hysterical expressions. Rerth even let out a slight scoff in amusement as he saw what Lyrian was doing. Lyrian walked up…
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"Balance... I'm not great at it," Lyrian thought as he looked around at the many students who were trying to walk on the long bamboo poles. Many continued to fall down, but some looked to have mastered the art. This was a slight sting for Lyrian since it meant that a few had better chances at defeating him in the balance duel. 'I never learned the foundations of fighting, so my body isn't very balanced. Now that I think about it, I didn't learn the foundations of cultivating either... I wonder if that's…
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For the final drill, the students followed Rerth to one of the stone platforms. By now, they were all quite tired. To Rerth's surprise, however, not a single kid had failed the exam. He had a good bunch this year. Seeing that they were next to the fighting arena, Lyrian got an idea of what the last drill of testing would be. 'Fighting... huh. I guess that makes sense to be a foundation of hunting. If it's just that, then I don't need to worry too much,' he said, slightly relieved. 'But... what are…
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'Huh... harsh guy. I can tell why Alten called him a brute,' Lyrian thought to himself as he stretched. He chuckled softly. 'But... I like him. His words make sense to me, and a man should have a strong demeanor. What is the point of not striving to win?' Minutes later, all 20 students were lined up on the track shoulder to shoulder. Rerth stood to the side, a metal stopwatch in his hand that had a holographic blue screen. Everyone looked at the track ahead of them as they prepared themselves to sprint.…
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After Draco and his group made it to their seats, the canteen quickly went back to its loud atmosphere. Everyone quickly forgot what happened but still had a deeper impression left on them from Lyrian. As Lyrian finished his food, Alten seemed to be thinking about something. Suddenly, he leaned forward and said, "I heard about Battle Forge in my Hunting class... I'm pretty sure it's something that you can duel other students in or something." He said, not fully sure if he was right or wrong. "I…
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Israthel gave a nervous apology with a shaky breath. The entire room dropped dead silent. One could hear a pin drop from each corner—well, each corner except one. The corner where Lyrian was still feasting away. Those in Draco's group sized up the shaken Israthel as they looked at him with threatening gazes. Draco, a boy whose short blonde hair and vibrant red eyes marked his unique look, did the same—looking down at Israthel's feet up to the top of his head. He then looked around at everyone who…
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'I don't mind fighting, but I don't like getting disturbed when eating...' He sighed inwardly, remembering his preference for uninterrupted meals. Lyrian's stomach grumbled in anticipation as he moved forward in the line. He quickly grabbed a tray and surveyed the spread before him. The mashed potatoes stood out, their creamy mounds practically melting into the tray. He ladled a generous spoonful of thick gravy, the rich aroma wafting up to greet him. Beside it, golden-fried chicken glistened,…
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Kids quickly got up and formed a line that split through the middle of the classroom. Lyrian was near the back of the line, where he peeked and saw what the Spirit Pets looked like. It was a little out of his expectations. He didn't know exactly what to expect, but it definitely wasn't anything like what he saw. On a glossed oak table were placed several different colored eggs about the size of a baseball. Some eggs were white, with streaks of blue going across. Other eggs were gray like a stone, with…
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Everyone quieted down as she began her lesson. They listened intently. Seeing someone with an actual passion for their job was enticing to most, even Lyrian. Lyrian paid attention not just because of that though, but also because he knew this was the Spirit Pet and Beast Taming class. It had everything to do with beasts, so he was, of course, intrigued by it. He looked down at his bracelet and pulled up the ticket that he and the other two MVPs of the school had. They were for the High-Grade Spirit…
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