As Asher slowly opened his eyes to the world around him, he found himself once again within the same lobby where they had previously been told to wait at.
The familiar walls and arched ceiling of the Academy greeted his vision, yet this time, there was a subtle difference in the atmosphere. No one around him doubled over vomiting or clutched at their stomachs in discomfort as they had done before. Everyone had already adapted to the strange transitions of space by this point.
The moment Asher appeared, he immediately sensed a presence. His head snapped toward the direction of the presence. However, he was not alone in noticing it, others in the room turned their heads at the same instant.
And there she was, Instructor Jane.
The woman's figure seemed to command the room without effort. Her gaze swept over the group with a calm indifference, and upon seeing their heads turn toward her, she began to speak in her usual steady tone.
