Vil stood at the edge of the training grounds, her sharp eyes scanning the area with a practiced ease.Today, her focus was on Ethan and Lucas, who were seated on a bench, engrossed in a hushed conversation.She noticed the intensity in their expressions. The way Lucas leaned in slightly speaking in a low, serious tone. Ethan nodded occasionally, his face a mask of concentration.Vil's curiosity was piqued, and she couldn't help but wonder what they were discussing so fervently."What's he up to now?" Vil muttered to herself, her suspicion growing.Lucas had always been a bit of an enigm even to those who thought they knew him well. He was ambitious, driven, and not above using others to achieve his goals.Vil had seen it before—Lucas taking promising newcomers under his wing, only to discard them once they'd served their purpose.She'd kept an eye on him, aware that he was operating on an agenda of his own, often in ways that were not entirely transparent.