As Ashok closed his Status Window, his focus shifted back to his surroundings, and a fleeting thought crossed his mind: 'When did I come this far?'
The realization struck him as he stood at the end of the floating bridge, its kilometer-long expanse now behind him.
The bridge had passed by unnoticed while his mind had been engrossed in analyzing the intricacies of the False Monarch Trait.
Stepping down from the bridge and onto the Academy's polished stone pathways, Ashok's thoughts shifted to more immediate concerns.
'I'll head to the cafeteria first. I've had nothing since morning apart from a bottle of Spirit Wine. Then, the dorms. Being in the Aether Class means I'll have an entire room to myself—no need to share like those in the Wyrd Class.'
Ashok's eyes scanned the vast expanse of the Academy grounds as he strode purposefully toward his destination.
