The next few days passed uneventfully, filled with theoretical lessons that tested their focus and patience in different ways. Elliot was captivated, his eyes lighting up with every new piece of knowledge shared by their teachers. From Essentia history to complex theories of energy manipulation, he soaked it all in like a sponge. His notebook was a whirlwind of scribbles and diagrams, pages filled to the brim with ideas and annotations.
Towan, on the other hand, wasn’t quite as enthused. He often found himself staring out the window, absentmindedly tapping his pen against the desk. While he respected the value of theory, he couldn’t help but yearn for action. Sitting still for hours at a time felt like a punishment, his restless energy barely contained.
Their daily routine became second nature. Each morning, they woke early, took turns in the shower, brushed their teeth, and headed to the cafeteria. The smell of freshly baked bread and sizzling bacon greeted them, a comforting constant amidst the newness of academy life. Breakfast was a lively affair, with Alira often joining them to chat about the day ahead.
After classes, the brothers spent their afternoons training, pushing their limits and fine-tuning their Essentia control. They practiced their forms relentlessly, refining every movement until it became second nature. Sometimes, Alira joined them, eager to improve her control over her fiery Essentia under their guidance.
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By the end of the week, the brothers had settled into a rhythm, but Towan couldn’t deny the growing excitement building within him. The last day of the week had finally arrived, and it promised something different—something thrilling.
As he buttoned up his uniform that morning, Towan couldn’t keep the grin off his face. “Finally, something practical,” he said aloud, his reflection in the mirror mirroring his excitement.
Elliot raised an eyebrow from his spot by the window. “You’ve been talking about today all week. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this excited for a class.”
Towan shrugged, grabbing his bag. “Can you blame me? We’ve got ‘Elemental Theory’ to warm up, and then... Elemental Mastery Techniques.” He practically buzzed with anticipation. “I’ve been waiting for this all week. I want to see what Rheon’s got planned.”
Elliot chuckled, slinging his bag over his shoulder. “Just don’t get too ahead of yourself. You know how intense he is.”
“Exactly,” Towan replied, grinning. “That’s what makes it worth it.”
The cafeteria was bustling as usual, students chatting excitedly about the day ahead. The buzz of conversation hinted that Towan wasn’t the only one eager for the practical lessons.
“Morning!” Alira greeted, sliding into the seat beside them with her tray. “You’re looking unusually chipper, Towan. Excited for Rheon’s class?”
“You already know,” Towan replied, barely able to contain his enthusiasm.
Alira laughed. “Well, don’t burn out before we even get there. We’ve got ‘Elemental Theory’ first, and Professor Velaryn can be... long-winded.”
“Perfect warm-up,” Towan said, finishing his food in record time.
Elliot shook his head, a small smile tugging at his lips. “This is going to be a long day.”