Brandon walked down the academy corridor in his uniform, and the hallway was mostly empty at this hour, as most students were already in the main auditorium or scattered across the campus watching the tournament from different viewing areas.
He stretched his arms above his head as he walked, letting out a wide yawn that cracked his jaw.
He reached the familiar training area he and Naevora had used in the past, tucked at the end of the east wing
With a hiss, the doors opened and entering in, he frowned slightly 'Where is she?'
His gaze drifted to the side door at the far end, the small private restroom attached to the training suite 'Is she in the restroom?'
He walked over and opened the door "Naevora?"
He heard a startled splash from inside, followed by her calm voice.
"Brandon? Wait a moment."
Through the foggy glass partition of the shower stall, he could make out the blurred outline of her body with water streaming down her shoulders.
