The day's training had ended, and the students of Class Four were exhausted, supporting each other as they walked back to their dormitory.
They didn't see Caroline Edwin, but they didn't think much of it, assuming she had gone to do something or had returned to the dormitory to rest.
"..."
Lionel Grant stared ahead, contemplation swirling within his fox-like eyes.
Seeing him like this, the person beside him nudged his arm, "Lionel, what's up? You're awfully distracted, what are you thinking about?"
"Nothing."
Lionel Grant brought his gaze back and stopped thinking about it, lifting his foot to follow the others and leave.
He always felt that, during this period, the instructor seemed to be busy with something very important.
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Cosmos.
The night was eerily quiet, with bright lights inside the house. Everyone sat in their respective spots, their expressions numb, their gazes hollow and distant.
