Vayla gave him a thankful smile and lead the way. They walked over the campus and she slowly lead the way to the training grounds, that none of the new kids had seen so far. Nobody was allowed at the grounds without her permission, and hers only.

The walk down the path that lead into the middle of a forest went silent. Vayla walked silently with the boy for about 10 minutes. Then she finally spoke up. "I have build up this camp basically on my bare hands. I am very proud of it. I worked hard and it payed off." She nodded to herself. Her black hair was up in a messy bun, yet she looked good. "The training grounds are one of the things I worked on for years. I really had my mind set on giving it the perfect amount of task, danger and fun." There was a long pause as Vayla watched the clouds in the sky. She was one for beautiful days. But her attention was still on Alex. "However, I want to show you one of those training grounds." She then walked off the path through a small 'tunnel' of trees and in front of them appeared a big clearing. 

"This is the training ground that I like to call "the arena"." The clearing was surrounded by a half-ring of a grey stone wall. The wall built three stories of stone seats for campers to sit on. Vayla headed straight for the light middle of the arena. Clearly to see there were three red circles printed into the grass, each of them lowering the space of the arena. The first and biggest ring was big enough for six people to have a fight in. The second ring, smaller now, gave two people to fight a one-on-one fight but still gave them place. But the last ring was quiet small. Four feet from one end of the cirlce to the other maybe. That only gave the fighters as much room as for one step and there wasn't quiet a lot room to dodge.

Vayla lead Alex to the arena. She expected his powers to kick in and let the grass die beneath his feet.