The hum of the military transport filled the air as the academy students sat in relative silence.
The atmosphere was noticeably heavier than when they first left. A mission, even a simulated one, had a way of shifting perspectives.
Merlin leaned against the cold metal wall of the transport, arms crossed, his gaze fixed on the scenery blurring past the window. The others weren't taking the experience lightly.
Nathan sat stiffly, his hands clasped together, eyes darkened with thought.
Seraphina's fingers lightly tapped against her arm, her mind clearly running through every detail of the mission.
Elara sat still, her sharp elven features unreadable. But the way her fingers gripped the edge of her seat gave her away.
Vivienne, seated across from them, had been watching in silence. Unlike her usual bright and warm demeanor, she was quieter this time, taking in their reactions.
Finally, she spoke. "You all did well."
