The moment she saw the water, Akira's lips curved into a faint smile. The lake's surface shimmered, reflecting the soft light of the evening sun. Trees surrounded the clearing, their shadows stretching long over the grass. It was peaceful here.
Akira reached the water's edge, glancing back once to make sure no one had followed. Satisfied, she began to undress. Her armor clinked softly as she unclasped the plates and set them down. Beneath the metal, her undershirt and trousers clung to her sweaty skin.
"Finally," she muttered, pulling her shirt over her head. Her toned shoulders flexed with the movement. The cool air brushed her skin, sending a small shiver down her spine.
One by one, the rest of her clothes fell to the ground. She was careful, folding each item into a neat pile beside her boots. By the time she stepped toward the lake, the sun's light caught the faint sheen of sweat on her bare skin, highlighting her curves. Akira barely noticed—her mind was on the water.
