The doors to the armory vault slid open.
From the moment Class E stepped inside, the sheer variety of weapons became apparent; swords, spears, daggers, bows, staffs, crossbows, whips, glaives, halberds, warhammers, throwing knives, chains, tonfas, scythes, and more.
All of them were here.
Velthia Academy spared no expense when it came to its facilities, and even though these were only training weapons, the sheer variety was overwhelming.
Instructor Edvoss stepped forward, his hands tucked into the pockets of his coat.
"Any weapon you like should be here. These are for training purposes only, so don't expect anything too special. Still, they'll be sufficient for learning the fundamentals."
As soon as he finished, the scholars spread out almost immediately, drawn in by the armory's dazzling assortment.
Some eyed the sharp glimmer of swords, while others tested the weight of bows and arrows.
"Are we actually allowed to touch all of these?"
