The days that followed Kaelen’s arrival shifted everything.

Kael, Reya, and Silas began training under his strict guidance — blending the unpredictable fire of the Flameborn with the stealth and manipulation of the Shadowbinders.

New Techniques

Kaelen pushed Kael to channel his kinetic explosions with precision, turning destructive blasts into focused strikes and shields.

“Control your flame, or it will control you,” Kaelen warned.

Reya learned to cloak her lightning in shadows, becoming a silent storm.

Silas, already a master of darkness, began weaving fire into his ghostly arms — a dangerous fusion few had dared attempt.

A Brewing Storm

But as their powers grew, so did the danger.

Vokari attacks increased, more coordinated, more brutal.

The academy tightened security, but even the elite Classes One and Two were struggling to keep the tide at bay.

A Dire Warning

One night, Kaelen pulled Kael aside.

“The seal beneath Valeforge weakens faster than I feared,” he said grimly.

“An ancient force stirs. If we don’t act soon, the darkness will consume everything.”

Kael clenched his fists, flames flickering beneath his skin.

“We fight,” he said simply.

The Bond

That night, the three friends gathered on the rooftop, staring at the stars.

“We’re no longer just students,” Reya said. “We’re the front line.”

Kael nodded. “Battle Class Zero.”