The heavy, reinforced doors of the administrative wing hissed shut behind Leo Shaw, sealing away the sycophantic laughter of the Headmaster and the Vice-Principal. As Leo stepped back into the main corridor of the Spirit Martial Academy, the world felt fundamentally different. The air didn't just carry the scent of floor wax and old parchment anymore; it felt alive, vibrating with the latent Spirit Air that his newly awakened core was now thirsty to consume.
He reached into the pocket of his tailored trousers and pulled out his smartphone—a custom-built device with a casing made of reinforced Spirit Ore, worth more than a mid-range sedan. He navigated through the encrypted folders and tapped on a contact labeled "The Titan."
The ringing lasted only two seconds before a deep, authoritativ
