In the morning, the summoning day of weapons, but Xerxez still can't figure out what weapon he should summon or something that he need to create....but was harder than a thought.
"No...I need to summon weapons but .... I can't. Why is it happening to me. If I will pretend by summoning my hidden dagger....it would be a cheat. Oh no...what should I do now...it's summoning day."
In the field where elders as a panel, watching the trainees gathering in the field, the announcer grab the opportunity to speak. "Are you ready, trainees to show case your ultimate and dream weapon on this summoning field?"
All the trainees echoes in agreement.
"Now, let's begin with wind faction." He said. "Five trainees come forward...and stand infront of the table. Every night, beneath the cool silver wash of the moon, Xerxez trained with Teacher Devein in the quiet temple yard. Spirit lanterns glowed faintly, and wind-chimes whispered like distant spirits.
