The late afternoon atmosphere surrounding Crownspire Academy carried the familiar sense of refinement and controlled elegance that separated the academy entirely from the outside world, as countless students moved through the enormous pathways connecting the various white-and-gold buildings beneath the soft orange glow of the descending sun. Conversations echoed faintly throughout the academy grounds while distant sounds of training, mana exercises, and students returning from classes blended naturally into the lively atmosphere surrounding the prestigious institution.
Meanwhile—
Damon quietly walked through one of the academy pathways with Sahira following a single step behind him in her usual timid manner, her hands lightly holding a small bag containing several necessities brought back from the Valecrest Manor.
Compared to the peaceful atmosphere surrounding the academy—
Damon's expression remained considerably calmer than usual.
Yet inwardly—
