The morning sun bled orange across the wide stone courtyard of Veyl Academy's training grounds. Dust drifted lazily in the air, illuminated by the light like floating embers. Students were already preparing for their festival booths, but at the far edge where the academy allowed open-range combat two silhouettes were locked in a violent storm of Shinrei.
Kaen Suro stood in the center of the ring, shirt off, fists clenched, surrounded by a roaring aura of blue fire and shadow. His Shinrei pulsed like a heartbeat—wild, volcanic, unrestrained.
He slammed his foot into the ground.
ECLIPSE INFERNO FIST!
The Shockwave exploded outward blue flames spiraled with black Shade streaks, rippling the air like a heat mirage.
The training dummies around him ignited and burst apart one by one.
