Somewhere else in the Academy at almost the same time.
A stunning female cadet dressed in the first year colours calmly strutted down a well lighted hallway. There were no doors or windows or the like, the long passage was completely empty and devoid of anyone else. Only the paced clanking of her feet bounced off emptily against the blank white walls, a series of ceiling lights lighting the path forward.
A dazzling cascade of shimmering light purple hair swayed gently behind her back, the bangs sliding to cradle the sides of her petite oval face. She had soft, white, unblemished skin, rosy with the touch of enviable health and vitality. Her round eyes were deep, amethysts and expressive.
Those who stared into them were often seemed to be lulled into a dream, a control and enchantment beyond them.
There was something particularly even more special and mysterious about them — the deep, bright violet eyes glowed with the swirling of illusionary stars deep inside them.
