She did not wait to see his expression.
The shock written all over, then the sudden excitement that lit his face.
A private commander's training hall.
Given to him.
Arthur looked down at the fire seed core resting in his palm. Its crimson light reflected in his eyes as a slow smile spread across his face.
The warmth of the flame pulsed steadily.
Arthur then watched Commander Lyra's back disappear beyond the door, and only when the hall fell completely silent did her last words truly settle in his mind.
Remain here until you master the fire element.
He blinked once.
Then twice.
"…Wait."
The meaning clicked slowly.
He sighed and dragged a hand down his face.
"So that's what she meant."
No rest or sleep.
He was basically locked in here until he figured it out.
Arthur let out a tired laugh and shook his head. "Commander really doesn't joke around."
Yet beneath the exhaustion was something else.
Excitement.
A strange sense of belonging.
