Blackridge High No. 7 – Staff Dormitories
In a quiet corner of the teacher dorms, a young woman sat beneath the glow of a soft mana lamp, reviewing stacks of student exams. Her silver-white hair was pulled back loosely, violet eyes tired but focused.
The room was silent—until a soft knock echoed at the door.
She paused, her eyes flicking toward the sound. Cautiously, she stood and peered through the peephole. Her shoulders relaxed.
She opened the door.
"Eitan? It's late—what are you doing here?"
"Hey, Leria," he replied, stepping inside. "We need to talk. It's about Crimson Guild."
The woman, known publicly as Leria, gave a slight frown but gestured for him to come in. Behind the alias, she was Elia Seraphine, living in secret.
He entered and sat on the edge of her bed. His eyes were tired—he'd clearly come straight from the field.
"They found out," he said grimly.
Elia blinked. "Found out what?"
"About your holy power."
