Six months disappeared like water through a drain.
The Rust Tier promotion tournament came and went. Kael dominated—then the Bronze tournament, then the Silver. Each victory quieter than the last. By the third month, people stopped betting against him. By the fourth, they stopped betting entirely.
The fox sisters followed him to Silver.
They became like his fuckbuddies with some nights being a memorable threesome with two lovely fox.
Aria remained his shadow. She'd broken through to Foundation Establishment three months ago—a Flawless Core Rank 3.
Kira Storm never made it past Bronze.
She'd hit a wall at Core Formation Rank 9—couldn't push into Foundation Establishment no matter how hard she trained. Her lightning manipulation plateaued. The fire in her yellow eyes dimmed. Last Kael heard, she'd been transferred to a different training squad and stopped coming to the observation decks when he fought.
