As the instructor concluded the briefing with final instructions on how the students would be departing the island later in the day, he stepped down from the podium. The other instructors followed him, filing out of the hall without another word.
The moment they left, the room came alive with movement. Students quickly formed clusters, their voices overlapping as they exchanged hurried conversations. Northern stood still, his gaze sweeping across the hall, noting how groups of four naturally began to emerge from the larger crowd.
'Humans are quick to act...'
It was slightly amusing to watch. But just like them, he also had to act. Northern exhaled softly. As he was about to turn, someone approached him—a student with rough brown hair and a vibrant face, highlighted by the little freckles that caressed his cheeks.
The boy beamed with an arrogant look in his eyes.
"You look tough, wanna join our team?"
