Morning crept over Veridion Academy with a strange kind of quiet. Not peaceful quiet… the tense, brittle kind you get right before a storm breaks. The sun was out, but the campus felt gray. Students moved around like they were afraid of stepping on something explosive. Conversations were shorter, whispers tighter, glances sharper.
Because everyone knew.
The Titans were gone.
Word had spread halfway through the night, slipping through the academy like smoke: Blaze and his entire squad abandoned campus under suspicious circumstances. Some said they ran. Some said they were kidnapped. Others swore they were taken by Jason in the dead of night. Rumors twisted fast, and the truth drowned under them.
Jason didn't say a word.
