A week after the field trip incident—
"Today, we'll be conducting response training."
Instructor Samantha's voice echoed through the training hall.
The virtual arena behind her shimmered—capable of rendering jungles, blizzards, deserts, swamps, acid rain—anything one might encounter in real combat.
"You'll enter individually. Your score will be determined by how quickly you detect and respond to the appearing enemy targets. As you know, long-range fighters have the advantage in this test. For those lacking points…" Samantha's eyes swept the class, "…this is your chance to compensate."
Cadet Number 1: Kael Ardyn.
The murmurs began immediately.
"Damn. Close combat in this mode sucks…"
"If he gets an open field, he'll score gold again."
"If it were me in a swamp, I'd sink in five steps."
Soon enough—
Kael entered the simulation.
The landscape warped and shifted—
—into a swamp.
"Ugh—swamp terrain?"
"That's awful for sword users!"
"Hey—luck is part of skill!"
