Ronan stood with Elara and three other Class B students at the edge of Class A's territory. The camp spread before them. They were organized in a way that class B couldn't match. Guards noticed their approach immediately, weapons raised, but Armani stepped forward before tension could escalate.
"Elara." He nodded. His gaze shifted briefly to Ronan. "What brings you here?"
Elara didn't waste time with pleasantries.
"We need information on the Class C/D alliance. Their current location."
Armani's expression remained neutral, but something flickered behind his eyes. Calculation.
"I know where they are," he said slowly. "But that information isn't something I can give away easily."
His eyes flicked toward Ronan again for half a second, before he looked away just as quick.
Elara leaned forward slightly. "You have information about them?"
"I do." Armani paused, then added, "Ronan came to me earlier requesting this exact information."
Ronan nodded without hesitation. "I did."
