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CompanionThere was no denying the fact that her wish upon the corrupted Holy Grail had come with its consequences. Certainly, she had been able to ascend and usurp the powers of the void, but in doing so the attempt had taken its toll upon her body. She knew her own strength well, and the fact was that ever since she had ascended, her power had waned significantly. Certainly, she could lament the fact that she had weakened so much, but what purpose was there to be found in that? What meaning would complaining and whining have?
Nay, if she wanted to grow stronger then she would need to start training and honing her skills anew. Fortunately for her there had been a certain place that served as a perfect location for such a desire: The Amaforth Academy.
It was a place where mages could receive education and hone their skills in a relatively secure manner. Certainly, it was not fully safe from danger, but they had gone above and beyond to ensure the students their wellbeing.
However, what had fascinated her was the recent advertisement of a event of sorts The College of Invocation had organized. From the brief explanation the flier had given it was a educational exercise that benefitted tacticians and summoners alike. Namely, it was the concept of leading a force into battle, akin to a warfare. However, in this case the event was shifted into a more playful concept where two students were given the means to create and summon several minions to lead in their attempt to conquer a base. It was quite alike to a 'Capture the Flag' exercise.
For her this was the perfect opportunity to practice her skills anew. And as a result she had volunteered to participate. To the other students her presence might had been a bit bewildering. Most students tended to display either excitement or nervousness before an event like this, but in her case she had been leaning against the wall in the preparations room that students occupied before they could borrow one of the exercise fields for the event.
Her eyes were closed, partly hidden by the thin veil that covered her head. Even her attire suggested she was less of a student and more akin to a priestess of some sort. Yet there was something about her presence, her aura that carried a mysticism that made her stand out from the other adventurous students in the room.
A soft hum escaped her lips. "I wonder who my opponent will be. One of the overseers mentioned a Dominic?"
WC: 400
Nay, if she wanted to grow stronger then she would need to start training and honing her skills anew. Fortunately for her there had been a certain place that served as a perfect location for such a desire: The Amaforth Academy.
It was a place where mages could receive education and hone their skills in a relatively secure manner. Certainly, it was not fully safe from danger, but they had gone above and beyond to ensure the students their wellbeing.
However, what had fascinated her was the recent advertisement of a event of sorts The College of Invocation had organized. From the brief explanation the flier had given it was a educational exercise that benefitted tacticians and summoners alike. Namely, it was the concept of leading a force into battle, akin to a warfare. However, in this case the event was shifted into a more playful concept where two students were given the means to create and summon several minions to lead in their attempt to conquer a base. It was quite alike to a 'Capture the Flag' exercise.
For her this was the perfect opportunity to practice her skills anew. And as a result she had volunteered to participate. To the other students her presence might had been a bit bewildering. Most students tended to display either excitement or nervousness before an event like this, but in her case she had been leaning against the wall in the preparations room that students occupied before they could borrow one of the exercise fields for the event.
Her eyes were closed, partly hidden by the thin veil that covered her head. Even her attire suggested she was less of a student and more akin to a priestess of some sort. Yet there was something about her presence, her aura that carried a mysticism that made her stand out from the other adventurous students in the room.
A soft hum escaped her lips. "I wonder who my opponent will be. One of the overseers mentioned a Dominic?"
WC: 400
