Wade balanced his tray as he and Rowan made their way through the cafeteria towards their usual spot.
The long tables were already filled with adventurers, the sound of chatter and the clatter of cutlery mingling with the air.
As expected, Ingrid was already seated at their table, eating quietly, her bow propped against the bench beside her.
Sliding into his seat across from her, Wade tilted his head. "How come you're always here first? Do you just like the food that much?"
Ingrid glanced up, expression flat, before answering in her low, even voice. "I train early in the morning. Always have."
Rowan chuckled as he sat down next to Wade, piling food onto his fork.
"And when she says train, she means brutal training. Ingrid doesn't do easy. She was already tearing down drills before she even became an adventurer."
"Honestly, if we all lost our powers tomorrow, she'd probably still be the most terrifying one here."
Wade raised his brows, studying her.
