Leo Shaw took the small, obsidian-black card that May Lewis had tossed him with a casual, practiced flick of his wrist. He held it up to the waning twilight, noting that it contained nothing but a series of encrypted digits—a private comm-link number that bypassing the standard academy filters. He watched the Vice-Principal’s silhouette as she sashayed away, her purple silk gown fluttering in the cooling volcanic breeze of Flame City. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Under normal circumstances, a woman of her standing—a Tier-7 High Ascendant—would have likely incinerated a student for such a brazen, uninvited physical advance. But the Goddess Affection System operated on a different set of laws. He could feel the residual heat of her resonance, a playful and predatory energy tha
