The morning sun was warm on the courtyard stones, but my mood was anything but. My silver eyes lingered on the group standing before me—Luca, Selena, Eric, and that massive ox of a boy everyone simply called Big Bull.
How in the Goddess's name did he manage this?
I forced my expression to remain serene, yet inside my thoughts stirred. Excluding that Eric fellow, this was no ordinary team. Selena alone was enough to rival most second-years, and Luca… his presence was deceptively calm, yet it carried a weight that made even me hesitate. With Big Bull's raw power added into the mix, this was a lineup that could crush nearly any second-year team without breaking stride.
Too perfect. Too deliberate. He didn't stumble into this arrangement—he planned it.
