Master Sabo closes the hole by using his vambrace. Within an instant, from the edges of the hole, different geometric shapes of dark glass appear. Silent and fast, with no friction between them, they join together and form the arena! The darkglass floor is back. The younglings are invited to step in.
Sabo: ENTER!
The younglings have little faith in the glass floor. They know it could move away very quickly!
Rowan: Now! We haven’t got all day!
They enter the arena. They step on the glass and nothing happens. They have all entered!
Rowan: If you learn how to fall! It will be easier for you to pick yourself up!
Master Rowan looks at each WhiteCircle!
Rowan: Some landed on their back… some on their face… some protected their HEAD! They know what is of value! You ALL still need to train!
The circles listen attentively. They expect to fall. The adrenaline pumps their hearts.Their ears are focused on their masters. But their feet are waiting.
The arena floor retracts and the circles FALL, yet again. Slightly better this time. The younglings are in the hole and the master watches from above.
Sabo: How can we defend ourselves from danger? Train our senses? How do we train our senses? Meditate? Want to hear better? Close your eyes; focus on a specific sound, you will hear it better! Want to see better? Train your focus with near and far objects. ALL THIS WILL BETAUGHT TO YOU! But first… LEARN TO FALL!
The younglings have heard the RedShield. They go to the ropes. They grab them and begin to climb!
Master Sabo sees Dimia is reaching the top. He offers, yet again, to help her! He reaches his hand to her! Dimia grabs the RedShield’s hand.
The RedShield pulls her up and then, lets go!
Dimia falls! She quickly puts her chin close to her chest and lets her body hit the trampoline!
Dimia gazes at the RedShield with eyes of anger!
Sabo: First time was for encouragement!
Sabo RedShield gives a friendly smile to the girl. Dimia quickly understands she was fooled. Dimia rises and climbs again.
