The towering Sword Mountain.
A sacred land for all swordsmen, a place of pilgrimage.

The path you tread is the same path walked by a thousand years of swordsmen before you.
Now, follow in their footsteps.

"Hah… Hah…"

Serelin felt her hands tremble as she gripped her sword.
She had undergone countless training sessions and survived many battles. There had certainly been times when she was pushed to her limits.

But the trials of Sword Mountain easily surpassed all of those experiences.

"Rise, knight of the Empire."

A voice like thunder jolted her back to her senses.
Not just because the speaker was her teacher.