The echoes of Daimon and Granak's battle still resonated in the corridors of the Dragon Academy.
As Daimon and Lilith made their way back to their private room, the atmosphere was charged with a mix of triumph and curiosity. They were the talk of the academy, and their fame had spread like wildfire.
The hallways bustled with students, each absorbed in their own conversations about the day's events.
As Daimon and Lilith walked, some offered nods of acknowledgment, while others shot envious glances in their direction.
The academy was a place where strength was revered above all else, and Daimon had just proven himself a force to be reckoned with.
Finally, they reached the door to their private room, a haven amidst the chaos of the academy.
Daimon, his usual swagger evident in every step, pushed the door open, allowing Lilith to enter first.
