Orion lazily stretched inside the carriage, "Mmm, that's for the better. I can't wait to learn how to make affinity runes."
Edgar smiled and became silent as the carriage rolled forward through the streets of the Second Ring. Orion leaned his elbow against the window, resting his chin on his palm.
The early morning sunlight illuminated the silent capital. Outside, the streets gradually grew livelier.
Children played with their parents, while young adults, each dressed in their best attire, walked towards the grand path that led to Thunderhall Academy's outer gate.
The towering walls of the Thunderpeak Royal Academy loomed in the distance, like a divine fortress watching over the capital.
From such a distance, it didn't look like a simple academy. Instead, it looked like a floating war fortress housing some of the most elite soldiers of the kingdom.
