The balance within Skygate Academy had begun to shift, though not in any way that could be easily observed or openly acknowledged. There were no sudden explosions of conflict, no visible disruptions that forced attention, and no dramatic announcements that signaled change. Instead, it unfolded quietly, steadily, like unseen currents beneath a calm lake, gradually pulling everything toward a point that had yet to fully reveal itself.
To the majority of students, the academy remained exactly as it had always been. The training grounds were once again filled with determined individuals pushing their limits, striving to improve their control over their beasts and abilities. The classrooms echoed with lectures from instructors who spoke of strategy, evolution theory, and combat efficiency. The corridors buzzed with conversations, most of which revolved around one topic—the upcoming National Emperor Championship.
