Inertia: Beneath The Starlit Veil Chapter 111: Chapter 111: Xhatal Academy
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Chapter 111: Xhatal Academy A note from KenKaizen Witches of Mellgrah Submerge your mind into a world of magic, twisted destinies, and tenebrous secrets… After a series of tragedies, Maya led a lonely life rotting in their aftermath. A near-death experience with a lightning strike jolted her awake, and her reality began twisting with surreal occurrences. Then came a sudden knock at her door. Her suffering had granted her power. Elements wanted her. A hidden world of magic awaited her. Mellgrah was a sanctuary where witches and magic had escaped long ago. She was offered a place at a prestigious academy for young mages. It would be her salvation—her chance to begin life anew. The opportunity felt like her last saving grace, and she seized it. To escape her miserable reality, Maya stepped into a fantasy world like the stories she'd chosen to live within. But the painted front quickly began to crack, and the promised land revealed its ugly side. Return was impossible. Inspired by so many tales of destined heroes, Maya must choose whether to accept the burden of becoming one in a world that buries its saviours—or drown in the darkness of its secrets. Sora Brontarion The room exploded with color as students cloaked themselves in cosmic energy, their bodies shimmering like fragments of a living rainbow before launching their strikes at the target. Some strikes generated loud shudders, while others sounded like a gentle breeze passing by. There were great displays of control over their cosmic energy—even for embryonic-stage Starbound. But so far, no one had scored over five hundred, which, according to the teachers, was still a little above average. During this time, I didn't feel the need to rush to get my score. I wanted to get a better idea of what my classmates were capable of. But the more I observed my surroundings, the more I noticed that I wasn’t the only one with that same thought process. I noticed Cyrus leaning against the wall on one far end of the facility, his gaze focused and calculated, analyzing everyone who came near him. I wondered what was going through his mind—what made him so serious. Jace was also on the far perimeter of the facility, dozing off once again on his cloud. Not a single ounce of thought ran through his brain. It never ceased to amaze me how he was able to pass out in times like these. Some students tried to bother him, but his cloud gave them a small shock, causing them to scurry along. Another thirty minutes or so had passed, and now there were around fifteen students left. With the professors having access to my astral reflection, they became guarded with their emotions. Making it difficult to draw extra information from students' results. Despite that, two students stood out to me. Their signatures humming with excitement. One was a student I knew fairly well. A tall boy with olive skin and short blonde hair stood at the center of the remaining students. His cold hazel eyes locked onto mine. His name was Stravos of Clan Vortaris, enemy to my bloodline due to wars in centuries past. The reason neither of our fathers came to see us off. The other signature was a girl I had never seen before. She had an athletic build, bronze skin, short brown hair with red highlights, and radiant amber eyes. She stood with the confidence of an accomplished and seasoned warrior. There was no outdoing her—she wouldn’t allow it. I could sense it just being in her presence. The two stood, both releasing more of their cosmic energy every second. “Does that girl really think she can stand up to Stravos? Does she not know who he is?” Said one of the boys standing next to Stravos. “I don’t think she has a single clue,” chimed another girl in their group. In most cases, I would agree with that girl. The Vortaris is a clan connected to the Warbrand Constellation—known for its immense influence on how battles and even wars turn out. But this girl before me... I could tell she was a powerhouse in her own right, and their cos