It didn't take long for Leo Shaw to make his way back to the villa, the cool night air of Phoenix Academy brushing against his skin as he navigated the familiar winding paths. The campus was mostly hushed now, with only the occasional flicker of Spirit Energy bursts from late-night training sessions lighting up distant arenas. Towering phoenix statues lined the walkways, their carved eyes seeming to glow faintly under the lantern light—a reminder of the academy's prestigious legacy in nurturing fire-affinity metahumans, though it welcomed all talents these days. The Spirit Revival era had turned places like this into crucibles of power, where young awakeners vied for resources, rankings, and the edge needed to survive in the brutal Metahuman World.
Pushing open the villa door, Leo stepped
