The school came into view as they walked down the empty street, its sturdy walls and reinforced gates standing tall against the dimming evening light.
Jin's boots hit the pavement in steady, even strides, his mind still replaying the conversation they had just left behind. Aestros. The Qi Sha. The system's reach.
Every story is real. Every legend exists.
He had heard the words. He had processed them.
But accepting them was something else entirely.
Echo let out a long sigh beside him, rubbing his temples. "I don't know about you guys, but I could use a minute to just sit the hell down after all that."
"Not happening," Jin muttered, stepping past him toward the gates. "We need to talk to the others."
Haneul glanced at the sky, gripping his staff with one hand. "Feels like we just got back."
"We did," Jin said. "But we're not done yet."
