The morning air carried a quiet freshness as Damon walked along the academy pathways in his uniform, his pace steady and unhurried while the early light cast long, soft shadows across the polished stone, students moving around him in small groups as the day began to take shape.
Now the hard part of selecting an appropriate breach is done…
His thoughts moved calmly, already shifting toward the next step.
All that remains is to prepare a proper strategy…
A brief pause.
I haven't received Miss Elowen's message for the next session yet…
His eyes narrowed slightly.
But I have a feeling it will come soon.
Without breaking his stride, he entered the classroom, the familiar space already filled with low chatter and movement as students took their seats, the energy noticeably livelier compared to earlier days.
