"Haaawww…"
Kairos yawned, rubbing his eyes as he stared at the red target in front of him.
Then he looked around.
The whole Class 1-B was currently at the training ground. Some held swords, spears, and strange weapons, and some held basic wooden staffs just like him.
They all stood in front of a small red target. Some cast magic to destroy theirs entirely, while others used swords and different weapons to strike them down.
"In real combat, your enemies won't just stand there!" a middle-aged man shouted.
"You must react and cast fast!"
The man had a broad build, with black hair streaked with silver. A massive greatsword rested across his back.
His right hand was covered by a huge golden gauntlet, and he wore a black sleeveless tank top that revealed his thick bulging arms.
He looked more like a battlefield commander than an academy instructor.
In fact...he really was.
The man standing before them was none other than the instructor of their second mandatory class.
