The training compound beneath the De Gror manor hummed with controlled violence. In one corner, a woman moved through a complex sequence with her rapier, the blade leaving faint purple afterimages as it cut through the air with impossible speed. Nearby, another demonstrated sword forms to a group of wide-eyed recruits, her crimson hair flowing like liquid fire as she executed perfect strikes against reinforced practice dummies.
Across the expansive underground chamber, a third woman hovered six inches above the floor, magical formulas spiraling around her as she channeled arcane power through complex gestures. The air around her crackled with barely contained energy, small discharges occasionally sparking from her fingertips to scorch the stone floor beneath.
