In a hurry.
Six years had passed.
The weather had already turned to winter.
In winter, the nights always seemed to come a bit earlier.
After school, it was already dusk.
The students, in groups of twos and threes, chatted and laughed as they walked on the clean paths of the academy, the air filled with a scent of leisureliness.
"There's a duel! Henry Cooper from the Ancient Martial Arts first-year class is facing off with Edbert Walker from the New Martial Arts first-year class in the plaza!"
In A City Academy, excited shouts of the onlookers spread like surging waves, one after the other.
In an instant.
It caught the attention of many.
They flocked towards the same direction, running-- that is, towards the dueling platform--
Green Square.
Amidst the crowd, next to a towering ivy, a boy asked the girl who was a head taller than him, "Isabella, Obby is going to fight someone. Shall we go watch? I really want to see if Obby's martial arts have improved recently."
