Perhaps the part about taking advantage of Celia was a lie, Vale thought, his gaze flickering toward Isaac.
His eyes were complicated, carrying guilt, hesitation, and something that looked almost like gratitude.
A sharp knock on the door broke the silence.
Professor Catherine appeared out of thin air.
She opened the doors, and let three figures step inside.
The first was Eleanor, the Vice Principal of the Sanctum of Masters, known also as the Sword Empress.
Her very posture carried the weight of her title.
The second was Lucian, the Principal of Horizon Institute, who carried himself with an approachable and friendly air that contrasted with Eleanor's sharp presence.
And last was Dante Riven, Dean of the Combat Department at Aeternum University, a man who remained silent and yet had a titanic presence.
Dante's eyes flicked toward Catherine, lingering just for a heartbeat before he deliberately looked away.
He didn't greet her.
