Quietly, Tarian followed Kestrel, stepping out of the car and entering the Tower. As they went in, a bunch of alphas noticed them and hurriedly approached to say hello.
"Hey Kestrel! I've heard so much about you. Can we exchange contacts?"
"That's amazing! How did you pull that off? Because of you, we all have weapons from the Eyehole. You've really helped us out."
"I wasn't part of the last contest. But next time, I'm going to beat Ren and take his spot. Just watch!"
Members of this special team excitedly pulled Kestrel to the side, asking her for updates about what's happening in the Polluted Zone. They reacted with a mix of shock and awe.
As they were sharing contact info with Kestrel, they sneakily glanced at Tarian, their looks dripping with tease.
A girl with curly hair noticed Kestrel from afar and dashed over. She began whispering eagerly to Kestrel. Tarian recognized her — she was from a high-ranking family, the daughter of a marquis.
