Monday morning sunlight fell over the center of the First-Year Academy's main building.
Snow drifted gently from the sky, settling on the edges of the training ground and the surrounding walkways.
The cold hadn't stopped the students from gathering.
Since they were all used to it.
Well, except for one, but that didn't affect him either.
All the First-Years were seated in the training ground, arranged in a large circle.
Each student had a throw pillow beneath them, and most sat with their legs folded.
Some had already settled into comfortable positions, while others were still adjusting their clothes and finding enough space between themselves and the students beside them.
The training ground was relatively quiet.
There were occasional conversations, but they never lasted long.
Most of the students were waiting for the professor to begin.
