Even after that incident, events at the Academy didn't pause at all, as there were too many things going on. The Academy merely acknowledged the incident, contained it, studied it and moved on to continue their plans.
Zephyr Academy had existed for centuries, and in that time it had endured wars, schisms, failed ascensions, corrupted prodigies, and more than one attempted infiltration by forces that believed themselves clever enough to slip past its wards. If the institution halted every time danger brushed against its walls, it would have collapsed long ago.
So when Albedo returned to campus three days later, the towers still floated serenely, students still crossed skybridges with books tucked under their arms, and the bells marking class transitions still rang with perfect, unbothered timing, not at all worried about what he was up to.
