The walk from the vibrant, chaotic energy of the classroom to the sterile, high-pressure environment of the administrative wing was brief, yet for Leo Shaw, it felt like a transition between two different worlds. Behind him lay the wide-eyed adoration of his peers and the lingering sapphire gaze of Yuna Lynch. Ahead lay the cold, calculating machinery of the Metahuman World’s elite.
The Headmaster of Discipline—the man usually responsible for handing out suspensions and reprimands—walked a pace ahead of Leo, his posture uncharacteristically stiff. He kept casting nervous glances over his shoulder, his eyes darting to Leo’s hands as if he expected a bolt of Nihility Divine Thunder to incinerate the corridor at any moment. In the hierarchy of the Spirit Martial Academy, the Headmaster was a
