The grassland inside the Chrono Cube stretched endlessly under the pale white sun.
A soft wind moved through the field, but unlike before, the area was calm. No bots, no explosions—just open space.
Selene stood there, wand in hand.
It had been six days since the training began.
For the first three days, she had done nothing but fight. Again and again, against the E.I.R.A bots, until her body adapted and her mind finally stopped resisting. Only when Zane was satisfied did that phase end.
The next two days were different.
No constant fighting.
Instead, Zane refined her control. He corrected her flaws in parallel thinking and dual casting—things she had been using instinctively but without full understanding. Under his guidance, what was once unstable became precise.
And now—
The sixth day.
A new lesson.
Zane stood in front of her, hands in his pockets, watching her calmly.
"Selene," he said, his tone slightly more serious than usual. "Listen carefully."
