I changed quickly, packing my swimming trunks along with a few other essentials in a compact spatial storage band on my wrist. The technology had become commonplace among Mythos students—a practical necessity given how frequently we needed to transport equipment for training and missions.
When I arrived at the gate, I immediately spotted Seraphina waiting at the designated terminal.
She wore a simple white sundress that contrasted starkly with her silver hair, which hung freely today rather than in its usual precise braid. A wide-brimmed hat shaded her face, though it couldn't completely hide her distinctive ice-blue eyes. The casual attire was a striking departure from her typical training clothes or formal Mount Hua Sect garments.
"I was starting to think I'd have to leave without you," she said as I approached. The words were flat, but a faint, almost imperceptible warmth touched her eyes.
