Leo Shaw briefly explained the situation to Susan and Sonya as they walked back from the Mimetic Training Field. The nighttime campus of Phoenix Academy stretched around them in quiet grandeur—wide stone paths lined with glowing spirit lanterns that cast warm amber pools of light, distant arenas still faintly echoing with the crackles of late-night ability practice, and the ever-present hum of protective barriers that kept the grounds secure from external threats. In the Metahuman World, places like this never truly slept; ambition burned brighter than any sun, pushing students to cultivate through the wee hours, chasing tiers and rankings that could mean life or death in real confrontations.
Susan listened with a faint, knowing smile, her elegant robe swaying gently in the cool breeze. "
