Aku walked with firm pace along the paths leading to the outdoor Roman coliseum. The fresh breeze slightly moved his white hair, while his dark purple eyes observed each detail of the environment: the stands' structure, the arena's shine under the sun, and the movement of approaching students. Light rays highlighted the columns' marble texture and the arena's golden dust, making the entire coliseum feel alive and monumental.
Little by little, more students began arriving. Some talked among themselves, others practiced combat gestures and movements. The mix of blue and white uniforms with golden edges created a sharp contrast on the golden terrain, reflecting the academy's discipline, but also the variety of personalities and abilities each one carried. Bīng Xuě and Gerald were beside Aku, the former with his usual carefree and smiling attitude, while Gerald adjusted his glasses once more, showing some tension mixed with curiosity.
