"Lyrian! Leaving so early?" Alten shouted through the halls as he followed his friend back to their rooms.
"It isn't like him," Leon said, calmly walking back to his room as well. He left before even Lyrian did and was in front of the other two.
"Yeah... I don't see the need to celebrate as if I just achieved victory or something when I have barely just started," Lyrian said as he made his way back to his room.
Alten caught up to him. Looking at Lyrian with eyes showing almost a hint of concern, Alten spoke, "When would you celebrate, then?" He asked.
Lyrian grabbed the handle of the door, turning his head as he spoke, "I will celebrate when I accomplish my dream. When I rule the world." He turned the knob and opened the door.
Alten didn't say anything. He was slightly taken aback in awe, as Leon simply watched from a few feet away.
