ARCANE LEGACY: The Journey Of The Unknown

The atmosphere in the classroom had turned intense, the kind that only came before a storm.

Principal Alden stood at the front, arms crossed behind his back, eyes sharp with purpose.

> "Team Gamaron is more than just a rogue squad," Alden began gravely. "It is commanded by one of the generals of the Dark Order. We still don't know which one."

Murmurs spread among the students.

Alden raised a hand. "What we do know is this: their sights are set on the Ignion Ruins—a site buried beneath centuries of mystery."

The students leaned forward in silence.

> "Once home to an ancient, powerful people, the Ignion civilization vanished without a trace. What they left behind, however, might still remain… buried deep within the ruins. That's exactly what the Dark Order seeks."

He looked directly at Show.

> "And we cannot allow them to find it first."

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Later that day – Arcane Academy Courtyard

All the students of Class 1-A were gathered. Backpacks slung over shoulders, weapons and grim determination in hand.

Alden stepped up once more.

> "This mission is unlike anything you've done before. It will test your will, your control... your limits. To guide you, I have summoned three of our elite second-year students."

Three figures walked forward through the misty light:

1. Clod – calm and precise, eyes glowing faintly with spatial magic. "I don't talk much. Just follow my signals."

2. Clara – radiant with soft golden hair and commanding presence. "I specialize in father enchantments. I protect. You fight."

3. And finally…

Veil.

The moment he stepped forward, the entire class turned.

Show's eyes widened, then flared with heat.

> "You!" he growled, fists clenched.

Veil, unfazed, gave a small nod. "Still holding a grudge? Thought we already settled that back in Cliffstone Cave."

> "You humiliated me!" Show snapped.

> "No," Veil corrected, eyes sharp, "I tested you."

Before the tension could boil over, Clara stepped between them.

> "Both of you, stand down. You're on the same side now."

Reluctantly, Show backed off. But the flame in his eyes never dimmed.

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Just before departure – On the edge of the portal gate

As the squad prepared to step through the teleport gate toward Ignion, Principal Alden placed a hand briefly on Show's shoulder.

A faint glyph shimmered and disappeared—so fast, no one noticed.

Far away, Professor Eldren, who had seen it from the distance, walked beside Alden.

> "Is it safe... reducing his magic output like that?"

Alden didn't answer immediately.

> "If we don't," he finally said, "his fire will consume more than just enemies. It might consume his truth as well."

> "He's close to awakening… we just need more time."

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As the portal flared to life, the entire group stepped forward—Show, Drake, Karen, Lyra, Raelyn, Cyrus, and the rest, alongside the three guides.

Their destination: the lost Ignion Ruins.

Buried under history.

Guarded by darkness.

Watched by the Dark Order.

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To be continued...