As Tess sat in the dimness, the fire that once gave light was only a memory. In the dimness, memories of the countless acts of prejudice inflicted upon Syb-victims flooded her mind. The injustices she had witnessed at her Academy were particularly profound.
From petty acts like wetting their seats or being bumped in the hallway, to more malicious incidents instigated by MS officials, the cruelty seemed endless. The thought of her teammates resenting her absence from training sent a shiver down her spine, though she welcomed the idea of Lanse hating her. If he despised her, it would be a small victory.
