Chapter 277
"So," Charlotte began, her eyes sweeping across the group of students before her.
Vince sat out front, expertly guiding the carriage along the winding path, while Grey soared high above on his majestic wind bird, acting as their vigilant scout—circling but never straying too far.
"How has your time been at the academy?" she asked, her voice calm yet inviting.
"Tiring," Scarlet replied shortly, her voice tinged with fatigue.
"Annoying," Greg muttered, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Dangerous and competitive," Raze said matter-of-factly, his sharp eyes scanning the horizon.
"A little bit fun," Vince added from his position at the reins, a faint grin breaking his otherwise serious demeanor.
"That's good to hear. So, have any of you managed to learn breakthrough techniques yet?" Charlotte asked, turning her gaze to each one of them in turn.
"Nope," Vince answered quickly.
"Didn't feel like I needed it," Raze shrugged, unconcerned.
