Loma woke up, dressed, and ate his breakfast. The morning sun poured through the window, casting long shadows across the room. After finishing quickly, he stepped outside—the city alive with movement, but his focus sharp. Today, recovery meant readiness.
Inside school, Tsuriki spotted him and waved, her smile warm.
Tsuriki: "Lomaa! Welcomee!"
Loma: "Thanks."
Tsuriki: "How's your recovery going?"
Loma: "It's been pretty good."
Tsuriki: "That's great! See you later."
Loma: "Yuh, see you."
He made his way to class, the chatter of students surrounding him. A boy with a determined gaze approached.
???: "Do you know where Xoza is?"
Loma: "Who are you?"
???: "I'm his disciple. Kaito Ryn."
Loma nodded, motioning to a quiet corner. "Come with me."
They slipped away from prying eyes. In the secluded space, Loma recounted everything: RDX's battle against the Azure Fangs, Xoza's capture, and the brutal torture he endured. Each word hung heavy in the air.
Ryn's fists clenched, tension radiating off him.
Ryn: "So… all I have to do is beat the Fangs?"
Loma: "I don't know yet."
Ryn's voice shook slightly. "Please… help me."
Loma's eyes narrowed, a flicker of determination sparking inside him. "My recovery's complete. Let's do it."
Ryn exhaled, relief washing over him.
Ryn: "Thanks. I appreciate it."
Loma: "No big deal. I was planning to rescue Xoza anyway."
Ryn: "Good. Then we do this together."
The two of them shared a brief, steadying glance. Outside, the school seemed to fade away, leaving only the weight of what they were about to face.