Sirius Academy?
Alan gazed at the desiccated mummies hanging beneath Sky Ladder, feeling a surge of emotion.
Indeed, where there were people, there would always be conflict.
Be it the Northern District or the Imperial Capital, people would stop at nothing to secure their interests.
Looking at the countless mummified corpses, Alan could only imagine how brutal the rivalry between the two great academies must have been back in the day.
Just then, Harris seemed to recall something and pointed toward a high platform in the distance.
"Alan, do you know what that place is?"
Alan followed his gaze.
The platform stood prominently on the edge of a cliff. Atop it were four elemental constructs, sculpted from four different colored clays: earth, fire, wind, and water.
Pure and sharp elemental fluctuations radiated from these constructs, making the platform feel like a deadly arena of life and death.
