Somya was one of a select few. She was widely recognized as one of the most powerful magicians in the entire United Academy.
Her presence alone commanded a level of respect that even Cian and Simon for all their physical prowess and noble standing could not match.
She walked over to Cian her expression calm and analytical. "Our hands are tied Cian," she stated simply. Her voice was soft but firm. It cut through the tense atmosphere of the training ground.
Cian and Simon both turned to look at her.
Their expressions were a mixture of frustration and a grudging acceptance of her words.
"We have to do something," Simon insisted his voice a low growl. "If we don't act now what happens next… it will not be good for us or for our group's reputation."
Cian and Somya exchanged a long meaningful look. It was clear to anyone watching that they were communicating silently. A plan was already beginning to form between them. They understood each other without words.
