Lyra walked with determined steps toward the portal room, her mind occupied with the numerous training sessions and tests she was conducting. She had to go there from the ratkin training grounds to chat with Neith, who was acting as the leader in the underground world. The morning mist still clung to the ground, decorating the area around Lyra. Her gaze was fixed on the horizon.
That was when she spotted a familiar figure approaching from the opposite direction. The slender silhouette and graceful movements instantly identified her: it was Aracne. Her presence was imposing, with her body covered in a shiny black exoskeleton and her multiple eyes. Despite her fearsome appearance, Lyra knew that beneath that formidable exterior was a warm person, though Aracne rarely interacted with others unless absolutely necessary.
