After the bell rang and the applause faded, the hall buzzed with excitement.
Adventurers congregated in lively clusters, sharing tales of their rewards, while Commissioners eagerly discussed upcoming missions. Spectators whispered about the Guild's rapid rise to prominence.
The air still held a warm glow from the celebration, like embers that refused to cool completely. Yet, amidst all this noise and movement, one corner of the hall remained oddly still.
Mina sat there, having chosen a chair far from the Mission Board and away from the center of attention.
The Copper Badge rested in her small palm, glinting in the light as she moved it absentmindedly. Her legs barely touched the floor; her oversized shield leaned against the wall beside her.
Usually lively twin ponytails hung motionless at her shoulders. Though her back was straight and posture composed, her shoulders trembled slightly as if something within her was struggling to surface.
