Lassim, walking along a winding path that led south towards the Lightning Sect, pulled out the sleek, new communication disc gifted by Prince Kael. It felt alien yet exciting in his hand—a stark reminder of how much had changed. With a curious mix of apprehension and eagerness, he activated the device, its surface glowing softly under his fingertips.
As the list of notifications populated, a particular series of messages from Headmaster Caelum Ferrum caught his eye. The earliest ones dated back nearly five years:
Headmaster Caelum Ferrum: Lassim, your signal has gone dark. Please respond as soon as you receive this. We are worried about your whereabouts and safety.
