The red glow of sunset bathed the training grounds as the Lens twins concluded their session with Eren. For over a month now, the daily routine had become familiar to all within the palace walls—the grinding of stone against stone, the occasional tremors that rippled through the courtyard, and the twins' synchronized instructions echoing across the space.
"Remember, Veilwalker," said the Lens twins in perfect unison, their silver hair gleaming in the fading light. "The earth does not yield to force, but responds to understanding."
Their fingers traced identical patterns in the air, leaving trails of glittering dust that hung suspended for moments before dispersing. "Tomorrow's challenge will test not just your skill with the blade, but your communion with the element. Commander Lyra will not hold back."
