Chapter 184: Return
The mana-train hissed to a gradual, shuddering halt at the Arcadia Central Station, venting great clouds of white steam that smelled faintly of ozone, heated iron, and the promise of a new beginning.
The metallic screech of the brakes echoed through the vast, vaulted ceiling of the terminal, a sound that marked the definitive end of the summer break.
I stepped out onto the platform, adjusting the strap of my bag over my shoulder.
The air in the capital was distinctly different from the earthy, coal-tinged scent of Selorn.
Here, the atmosphere was sharper, thinner, vibrantly charged with the hum of high-grade mana engines and the distant, ceaseless murmur of a city that refused to sleep.
It tasted of ambition and magic.
Welcome back to the snake pit," I muttered to myself, adjusting my collar.
Victor was waiting for me near the private exit, flanked by two bodyguards who looked like they ate rocks for breakfast.
