The training ground materialized around Nero the moment they stepped through Luna's portal.
*Woommm…!*
It was a wide open space with reinforced earth and absolutely nothing flammable within a hundred meters.
These were the standard precautions whenever Velraeth was involved in anything.
His magic lesson with Luna had wrapped up an hour ago, and his brain was still buzzing from the theoretical mana compression techniques she had taught him.
It all sounded simple enough until you actually tried executing them without accidentally exploding your own spell matrices.
Now comes the fun part.
"Remove your shirt."
Velraeth gave the command, and her tone carried absolutely zero room for any kind of negotiation.
Nero complied without a second of hesitation as he pulled the fabric over his head and tossed it to the side.
The cool air hit his torso immediately.
