Mika stood there, trying to figure out where Astrid could possibly be.
But it didn't take him long.
The Anti-Demi-Human Alliance office.
Of course she would go there.
It stood at the edge of the academy grounds, a massive, imposing structure that looked more like a government facility than a simple student club headquarters.
Unlike other organizations at the academy, which made do with small rooms in shared buildings or perhaps a modest hall if they were lucky, the Alliance had an entire building to themselves.
They were, after all, a proper organization. Officially sanctioned. Well-funded. Politically connected.
The building itself was impressive—imposing, modern, with dark glass windows that gave it a professional look.
But what really caught Mika's attention as he approached was the training ground in front of it.
He stopped and looked at the expansive field, complete with obstacle courses, combat rings, and various training equipment scattered about.
