For a brief moment, no translucent screen appeared beside Tristan. Then, just as Daniel was about to look away, it flickered into existence before vanishing again.
It appeared and disappeared repeatedly, like a glitching display.
'What the hell…?' Daniel thought, his eyes fixed on Tristan.
"Why are you standing, young man?" Magnus asked, his arms crossed over his chest.
Daniel's gaze snapped away.
"Huh? Oh, nothing, Master. I was just stretching my legs."
He gave a casual shrug before returning to his seat.
"Sorry."
Without waiting for a response, he picked up the second-generation edition resting on the table and opened it, pretending to resume his reading.
…
Exactly two hours later, the young shamans were instructed to leave the Babel.
*Clack~ Clack~ Clack~*
They filed out of the building and followed their instructors toward the Southern Barrier, heading beneath the Green Zone without crossing into the Yellow Zone.
