So, on that beautiful spring evening, he walked down to the Rune Knight grounds to see if he could find someone to train him. He didn’t want to bother Akira with his routine anymore; it was apparent that she wasn’t into training every day. Unfortunately, Haru couldn’t find anyone strong and willing to train him at the grounds that evening. Most of them were new recruits who looked as clueless as him and the few remaining Knights were too busy shirking their existing work that there was no way they were going to go out of the way to help him. At least, one of them was kind enough to tell Haru to go to the Domus Flau, if he was truly looking for a trainer.
Without delaying any further, Haru made a beeline towards the large arena. He had been at Crocus long enough to not ask for directions. The sun was still quite high on the sky; the evening was still young. With a determined look, he walked in through the huge arch, hoping to find someone who would show him the way to gain strength. As he stepped into the large ground, he noticed that there were several groups of people training, each giving the other a wide berth. The healer had no clue where he should begin and who he had to approach. The lost Rune Knight stood there looking around to see if there was anyone in the arena that he knew.