Their clothing styles, and even their races, were a complete hodgepodge, forming a stark contrast with the uniform-clad students of the Imperial Capital Academy.
Among these students were tall and sturdy northerners, dark-skinned islanders covered in body paint, even a few long-eared Half-Elves, and a Half-Beastman with knotted muscles carrying a giant axe on his back.
What's more, the students from Silver Moon Academy were numerous—a massive, sprawling crowd.
Leading this group was a tall Half-Elf named Ailendra Moon Language. She stood with her arms crossed, leaning lazily against a mooring bollard, surrounded by a number of elite students.
"Look at those gilded canaries from the Imperial Capital." The brawny Half-Beastman next to Ailendra Moon Language grinned, his tone thick with disdain. "Once we're on the island, let's see if their gold-inlaid magic staves can be used as fishing spears."
The third group consisted of students from Hurst Royal Academy.
