The tension within Zain's body is slowly released as he stretches his limbs outwards. Each fiber of muscle within his body responds to the tension as a feeling of relief washes over him. Crisp air flows into his lungs as he takes a deep breath. The trip home was long, and awkward with Chron attempting to make conversion along the way, but Zain finally found himself back home in Ashiya. His sharp gaze fell upon the building he's resided within for the past number of months, The School of Suzaku.
[To think, within these sacred walls of mine, an enemy makes themselves at home…I'm ashamed to have noticed nothing for this long.] Suzaku's voice permeates Zain's mind as he continues his walk throughout the halls towards his dorm.
