The silence in the courtyard of the core disciples was different from the noise of the arena and the inner sect area.
There, it was serene, the silence broken only by the wind dancing among the giant trees, carrying the sharp chill of the formation.
At that moment, while practically all the core disciples remained in the central area, the sound of footsteps echoed over the polished stone of the courtyard.
Kyrian led Yanyu to the open space behind the place where he had stayed for the last few days.
The absence of other core disciples was obvious, making the place extremely peaceful and, in a way, lonely.
He turned to her, his new green eyes, still not so familiar, gazing at her with the same calm as always.
"So. How has the sect been for you?" Kyrian began, his voice sounding clear and tranquil.
"Heh… You starting a conversation? That's new… Is it because of the eye change?" Yanyu said, smiling.
