The moon hung high above the hidden training glade, casting silver light across the wide circular clearing. Ancient wards hummed faintly around us, shielding everything from prying eyes and senses. Lanterns flickered softly on the low branches, adding a warm glow to the cool night air. Elizabeth stood a short distance away from me, her sheer black training silks fluttering gently in the breeze. Her Lunari's Veil Eyes were fully active now, those violet irises shimmering with silver motes that made her gaze feel like it could cut through anything.
"Enough playing around, my son," she said, her voice calm but carrying that sharp, commanding edge I remembered from my childhood training sessions. "Tonight we fight. Show me everything you've developed. Don't hold back."
I rolled my shoulders and nodded, feeling the familiar thrum of power awaken in my eyes. "Understood."
The air between us thickened instantly.
